T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,

WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,

 .

 I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,

 A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,

 NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,

 NOT EVEN A TREE.

 NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,

 JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,

 ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES,

 OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.

 WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,

 AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,

 

A SOBER THOUGHT,

 CAME THROUGH MY MIND.

 FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,

 IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,

 I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,

 ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.

 THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,

 SILENT, ALONE,

 CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR,

 IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.

 THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,

 THE ROOM IN DISORDER,

 NOT HOW I PICTURED,

 

THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,

 WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,

 WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,

 IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."

 ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,

 AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.

 "MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,

 AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.

Billy Cat the 3rd

 

2015 - 2017

Happy Holidays from the Col and the Gang

 

"Savior Down by the Jordan – When Miracles Don't Pay the Bills"

[Opening Scene: A modest campsite by the Jordan River. Jesus, dressed in his robe and sandals, sits on a rock, looking disheveled.]

Jesus: "Well, you know, folks, it's been a bit of a rocky road for me lately. Turns out, even turning water into wine doesn't pay the bills. And those loaves and fishes? Not exactly great for retirement planning."

[Enter a concerned disciple]

Disciple: "Lord, what happened to the heavenly banquet? And the divine catering gigs?"

Jesus: "Oh, those gigs dried up faster than a fig tree in winter. People these days prefer food delivery apps over heavenly miracles. Can you believe it?"

[Jesus attempts to turn a nearby rock into bread but fails]

Jesus: "Guess my divine culinary skills are a bit rusty. And don't get me started on walking on water. I should've invested in a boat instead of those sandals."

[Camera pans to a makeshift sign that reads "Sermons for Shekels – Tips Appreciated"]

Jesus: "Now, I'm delivering sermons by the riverside for spare change. If you've got a few shekels, toss 'em in the offering plate. Your contributions can help resurrect my financial situation."

[Disciple whispers to another disciple]

Disciple 2: "Maybe we should've stuck to the carpentry business."

[Jesus overhears]

Jesus: "Hey, I heard that! Carpentry wasn't exactly booming either. The Romans weren't big on custom-made crosses, apparently."

[The scene ends with Jesus delivering a heartfelt sermon to a small congregation gathered by the river, hoping for some divine intervention in his financial troubles.]

Satan Claus Comes to Town

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I am Cannabis Claus

 In the quaint town of Maryjaneburg, there lived a legendary figure known far and wide as Cannabis Claus. It all began on a frosty winter night when Cannabis Claus, with his trusty joint in hand, embarked on his annual journey to spread joy and relaxation.

Instead of reindeer, Cannabis Claus had a magical cannabis plant named Rudolph the Red-Eyed Reindeer. As they soared through the starlit sky, Cannabis Claus delivered gifts of the finest strains, edibles, and CBD-infused goodies to all the cannabis enthusiasts.

In every stoner's home, Cannabis Claus left behind a trail of calming vibes and a note that read, "Toke up and be merry!" The aroma of freshly ground herbs filled the air, creating a sense of peace and tranquility in the hearts of all who partook.

The story of Cannabis Claus became a cherished tradition, celebrated with gatherings of friends passing around a holiday spliff and exchanging stories of high times. And so, in Maryjaneburg, the spirit of Cannabis Claus lived on, offering a unique and mellow twist to the joyous holiday season.

1 Can Div Sigs on the Move, North Africa

 

Jack Hanley aka, Blue Llama, Spike, Gorf

 The Start of the New

In the heart of the Land of Gorf, there exists a mind that transcends the ordinary, and that mind belongs to none other than Jack Hanley, the unsung hero of intellectual prowess. You see, Jack isn't just a thinker; he's a maestro orchestrating symphonies of thoughts in the grand concert hall of the collective Gorfian consciousness.

What sets Jack apart isn't just his encyclopedic knowledge of obscure facts or his ability to ponder the intricacies of the universe. No, it's his knack for turning everyday occurrences into profound philosophical revelations. Witnessing a squirrel dart across the street becomes a treatise on the fleeting nature of existence, and a spilled cup of coffee transforms into a metaphor for life's unpredictable spills.

Jack's genius lies in his ability to find meaning in the mundane, to extract profound truths from the trivial. His philosophical meanderings, often delivered with a twinkle in his eye and a hint of mischief, have sparked countless conversations and contemplations in the Land of Gorf.

So, while other great thinkers may have their ivory towers and profound treatises, Jack Hanley reigns supreme as the people's philosopher, weaving wisdom into the fabric of everyday life. In the Land of Gorf, where the extraordinary emerges from the ordinary, Jack's musings are the guiding constellations in the intellectual sky. 🌌🤔 #JackHanley #GorfianPhilosopher