free4rms
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Post by free4rms on Dec 18, 2010 10:04:01 GMT -5
Today I brought in judge #2 for help with the contest entries. My sister is visiting from California and she enjoyed this contest so much two years ago, she volunteered to be a co-judge with me this year. All the entries were good, but when we came to Fran's story about the cassette tape, we both roared with laughter. Not only was this a horrible gift, but it was a horrible gift that kept on giving! Absolutely hilarious... Send an addy and the prize is on it's way to you. Todays topic will be Christmas dinners. I am sure there are a lot of stories about great, delicious dinners or crispy, charred entrees. Tell me you best Christmas dining story and win the goodie. I will start you off with my own story: I had a friend once who owned a diner in Charlotte, N.C. She went to the diner early in the morning and cooked up all the main dishes for the Christmas dinner. Then she loaded everything up in the trunk of her car and headed home. When she got home, she opened the trunk and took out a ham first to take into the house. When she got back to the open trunk, she saw her neighbor's Irish Setter heading to the woods below the house with an entire, stuffed turkey in it's mouth. She had visions of murder in her head, needless to say. Ok, let's hear your best story and win this, a nice ammonite pendant from Madagascar:  Good luck! |
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snuffy
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Post by snuffy on Dec 18, 2010 10:27:22 GMT -5
Well, I've got one concerning the baked turkey.A couple of years ago, after all the carving was done, we cleaned off the cabinet to make room for all the food. I placed the roasting pan with all the bones and grease in the oven to get it out of the way. Out of sight, out of mind.About 2 weeks later we began to sniff out the source of the dead rat that had to be somewhere in the house. Finally narrowed it down close to the oven in the corner. Yep, there was the turkey.Dont do dat.
snuffy
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Post by Donnie's Rocky Treasures on Dec 18, 2010 13:18:37 GMT -5
We are a large family & everyone would always pitch in with a dish for Christmas Day dinner. Well one year my brother-in-law was supposed to make baked beans. So he made his pot of beans & headed for the house. Only problem was on the way over he spilt the beans! So he proceeded to scoop them all up & put them back into the pot & proceed on his way to the house. We didn't find out til later that day what had happened! One of my sisters is an artist & used to do air brushing so she made him a T-shirt that said "Yackee Beans, I spilled the beans." We gave that to him as a present and he had to wear that shirt every year on Christmas as a reminder of what he had done that Christmas.
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Sabre52
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Me and my gal, Rosie
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Post by Sabre52 on Dec 18, 2010 18:25:30 GMT -5
*LOL* I loved the cassette story too. Humor with a good sprinkle of child cruelty. Way to go Fran!
Christmas dinner was always a great treat to me. It was one of the times my mom always put her foot down and got a store bought turkey. My dad being a taxidermist, it was always a treat for me when I got to actually have a cooked bird of any kind that was not full of birdshot and those disgusting little balls of blood and feathers that the shot carried inside the meat. Biting down on one of those dang lead balls could really spoil your day dentistrywise too. Then, following the holiday, I actually got real turkey sandwiches too instead of dried up pheasant, disgusting duck or the worstest of all, gull danged shot up livery tasting dove or pigeon. Dang I hated duck and dove seasons!.....Mel
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amyk
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Post by amyk on Dec 18, 2010 19:46:28 GMT -5
My story was Christmas day back in the 1980's before cell phones. I lived in Long Beach CA, and my sister in Riverside CA was hosting dinner this year. Dinner was at 2:00. I got in the car early enough to allow an arrival of 1:00. I thought. The freeways were so backed up, it was bumper to bumper all the way. Tempers were flareing in the drivers around me.  At one point, the guy in the car 2 cars in front of me got out of his car and walked back to the car in front of me. That driver got out also and a fight ensued in the center lane of the freeway, right in front of me. Needless to say I arrived 2 hours late for dinner with my 2 children. I have a large family with 7 children not counting inlaws, and grandkids. Most of them were teenage boys or young men. Most of them had spent the night there the night before. They had already finished dinner when we arrived. Which I thought was understandable. I had no way to reach them and they had no way to reach me. And I mean they finished it!!!They didn't save us any thing except salad and sweet potatoes. The turkey was gone!!! Every scrap. No potatoes even. I was furious at that. At least save us some!!!! We ended up traveling 5 hours for bologna sandwiches.  |
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pporky
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Post by pporky on Dec 19, 2010 4:08:45 GMT -5
I recall a few years back a couple mates and myself went hunting pigs on Christmas eve. Well we just kept driving and ended up on some river and all we had was a bottle of peanut butter a loaf of bread and a couple of magnums of cheap champagne, well it was Christmas. No pigs car blew up on the way back but we were young and had a ball anyway. Bill
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At one point, the guy in the car 2 cars in front of me got out of his car and walked back to the car in front of me. That driver got out also and a fight ensued in the center lane of the freeway, right in front of me.
