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to get a stinkin' life! |
It's become apparent this game.... |
is really going nowhere fast |
only used to increase posts :D |
and totally makes no sense! |
it needs to drop off! |
and then start all over! :p |
***(Your wish is my command! New game begins now! :D)*** While everyone was asleep, the...:eek: |
little elves hired by Santa |
decided to make a great |
and wonderful toy just for |
for children in the attic...:eek: |
so they'd plan an escape |
Into the deep dark forrest |
except their Garmin GPS was |
on the fritz, until lightening... |
burned an escape route into |
Rudolph's warn and cozy cabin |
which is where the breadcrumbs..... |
led the night stalker back...:eek: |
to retrieve the rope he :eek: |
intended to hoist Lisa by...:eek: |
He came quitely down the |
snow-covered mountain pulling a |
Bright red shiny sled full |
misfit toys and half eaten |
Snowballs from upon pound mt....:D |
and grilled chicken from Whitesburg.:p |
Yes it all sounds good |
and worth the wild ride |
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