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Well, to repeat my favourite line from the Rocky Horror Picture Show, 'how sentimental".
Come on man, this is the hate thread. I like latkes and tzimmes too, but I didn't know celebrations of slaughter were off limits. You get the bumps like everyone else.
Just giving you the gears of course. Happy Hannukah.
In our kids' holiday school production Hannukah was the only festival that featured people going at it with swords, but the hora that followed was by far the flashiest dance number in the whole show.
And I'm not playing favourites, because my kids were doing Kwanzaa and the Russian Nutcracker ballet scene.
And I should say, coming from Winnipeg, the Hannukah scene is mighty thin here in Saskatoon.
I've timed myself. One hour represents the outer limit of my tolerance for the shopping experience, after which the aisles start closing in, a tunnel forms, and the idea of curling up in the fetal position while sucking on my thumb doesn't sound half bad.
Catchfire, Maysie, you guys are too funny for words.
Psychological warfare!
http://www.globalpost.com/dispatch/news/regions/asia-pacific/south-korea...
Laine lowe,
The feast of Stephen is cleberated on Dec 26 in the Western Church and december 27 in the Eastern Church.
As in Vancouver = Western and St. John's = Eastern?
Product of Trinity College, I see.
Good one!
As much as I hate Christmas, I love this album:
I was listening to Dianna Krall's Christmas album in the car yesterday.
Nothing like a skatting Jingle Bells before playing street hockey with a bunch of 10-13 year olds. I'm sore today.
I've never liked Diana Krall. Can't stand Elvis Costello, either. I need the funk, or at least a beat.
Boom Boom don't make me link to Jingle Cats. Just don't.
Too late. Jingle Cats sing the most vile Xmas song EVER.
Try this one too. Xmas has gone to the dogs. Hee hee.
Merry Christmas to all! May the peace, love, and tolerance taught by Jesus through his life be inspiration to everyone.
I normally don't steal from other posters, but:
Love it, Abnormal!
Double post.
I don't get it. Do Creationists believe ceratopsians lived 2000 years ago? And donkeys didn't?
Hanukkah starts tonight.
Happy holidays, all, including those who hate them!
And just wait till 2016, when Hanukkah begins on Christmas Eve. Talk about culture clash.
People will be able to hate 2 festivals for the price of one.
I expect this is in order, since it is pissing on the plum pudding:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BdalBvgNAxI&feature=related
I'm not sure I can bring myself to hate Hanukkah. I used to spin a mean dreidel.
Gambling on Babble? I suppose it could be a progressive form of taxation.
Well, to repeat my favourite line from the Rocky Horror Picture Show, 'how sentimental".
Come on man, this is the hate thread. I like latkes and tzimmes too, but I didn't know celebrations of slaughter were off limits. You get the bumps like everyone else.
Just giving you the gears of course. Happy Hannukah.
Hey, that could make for a good promo:
"You can't bet on babble - but you can sure bet on babble!"
Or maybe not...
Thanks Smith, and the same to you and yours.
Hei, I'll have Nun of that Unionist.
HOW could I have forgotten about Festivus?
Now I can celebrate!
Did someone mention Hanukkah?
One more note on Hannukah...
In our kids' holiday school production Hannukah was the only festival that featured people going at it with swords, but the hora that followed was by far the flashiest dance number in the whole show.
And I'm not playing favourites, because my kids were doing Kwanzaa and the Russian Nutcracker ballet scene.
And I should say, coming from Winnipeg, the Hannukah scene is mighty thin here in Saskatoon.
On CBC "In The Field" this afternoon - men who don't buy christmas presents, and the women who enable and cover up for them:
http://www.cbc.ca/inthefield/
I've timed myself. One hour represents the outer limit of my tolerance for the shopping experience, after which the aisles start closing in, a tunnel forms, and the idea of curling up in the fetal position while sucking on my thumb doesn't sound half bad.