Christmas Eve Eve
Holy shit, it’s like the apocalypse out there. Yes, we’re on the southern coast, in the 85mph band. It’s rubbish night, but I don’t dare put anything out. I’m amazed we have power. It might not last.
By the way, our little corner of England always gets lumped in with London. As you can imagine, the doings of London always bigfoot all over our local news.
Yes, somebody had Kalashnikov. Sam Paris had him. So there will be a holiday Dead Pool on Friday, if y’all are over your festivities by then.
Expect posting to be light and lame for the holidays, until I sober up. I make that February or so.
Posted: December 23rd, 2013 under britain, holidays, personal, weather.
Comments: 21
Comments
Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: December 23, 2013, 9:14 pm
Drink a lot of hot toddies & pray that more commies die. 🙂
Comment from Janna
Time: December 23, 2013, 10:06 pm
Is Mad Jack afraid of storms? Hell, after seeing the little guy on the roof, is Mad Jack afraid of anything?
Comment from Uncle Al
Time: December 23, 2013, 11:24 pm
Merry Christmas to you Stoatie and Uncle B. I’ll pour an extra sip of The Macallan 18 in your honor.
Then I’ll go back to my usual rye on the rocks with a plonk chaser! (-:
Comment from Oceania
Time: December 23, 2013, 11:27 pm
Looks like Sweasels Ice Age Cometh!
I thought a foreign perspective might close this festive season looking at the decline of the USA – through Obama.
http://www.nationalreview.com/article/366668/obamacare-generation-victor-davis-hanson
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 23, 2013, 11:46 pm
None of my animals have ever been afraid of weather, Janna. Possibly because I’m not. I love wild weather.
Charlotte, the senior cat, seems a little uneasy tonight. But she asked to out and was in it for a few hours, so she can’t be that bothered.
Comment from Oceania
Time: December 24, 2013, 12:07 am
Perhaps one should be afraid of the Weasel?
On that note, is Prince Harry the Little Ginger Bastard getting enough calcium in his diet?
His growth plates will soon calcify – if not already – and he will be need a bit as he grows – further.
Comment from QuasiModo
Time: December 24, 2013, 1:06 am
All stocked up on everything…the debauchery will commence tomorrow.
Hope you weather the storm over there…we’ve just had 4 or 5 days of snow here in eastern Canada but thankfully didn’t get much freezing rain,which messes with the power and internetz…supposed to get cold now…
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow 🙂
Comment from Subotai Bahadur
Time: December 24, 2013, 1:47 am
In case the weather throws you back to pre-Edison days for a prolonged period; I’ll wish You, Uncle Badger, and all the various inhabitants in and around Mustelid Manor a Merry Christmas now.
And add in a little thought that might affect the period of light posting. I mentioned in another thread that Chinese New Years starts January 31 this year. We have been at this New Years debauchery longer than y’all round-eyes. It ends February 13. You should be able to keep a buzz on till nearly St. Swithun’s Day.
Subotai Bahadur
Comment from Mojo
Time: December 24, 2013, 6:59 am
Splice the mainbrace!
Comment from Mike C.
Time: December 24, 2013, 7:12 am
Now if anybody had picked John S. D. Eisenhower, they would have stolen the dick. He died Saturday.
The AK-47 had a hell of a production run in the Soviet Union/Russia, only going out what – two years ago? Now supplanted by the AK-74, for the most part. But still in production in many other countries. The US M14 didn’t last anywhere near that long.
Comment from Gromulin
Time: December 24, 2013, 7:32 am
I’m waiting for the first big blaster of a storm here, we’re only a stones throw from the Pacific. I’ve loaded up on firewood, bourbon and beans. It’s a rental, and our crap is insured! Bring it on, Poseidon. We need the rain…
Oh, Merry Christmas too.
Comment from Sam Paris
Time: December 24, 2013, 8:57 am
Wait, I won? Kalashnikov is dead? Man, I’ve got to start paying attention to the news again.
Comment from drew458
Time: December 24, 2013, 3:07 pm
Me too! I just stopped by to see if they’d made it through the big bad storm. Visions of chickens holding on for dear life, feathers flying, foxes and banjos whizzing by … the whole Dorothy scenario, only with an English accent.
Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: December 24, 2013, 4:16 pm
This video is a Christmas Gift for all of you. It can make an American Badger sob like has just cut up a 500 pound sack of onions. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOQRtYYERGo
Comment from David Gillies
Time: December 24, 2013, 5:34 pm
Hope my mum in the IOW is OK. The Express, rather histrionically, is saying this could be the worst winter since 1947, which was so bad I grew up hearing about it even though it was 22 years before I was born.
Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: December 24, 2013, 5:49 pm
Just stopped by to wish everyone a Merry, warm, and snug Christmas! The official Christmas binge starts in 15 minutes (noon on Christmas Eve), so please pay no offended attention to any I post between then and the New Year. Cheap liquor often says cheap things and the good stuff gets drunken first.
Anyhow, it’s been a fun year here, and here are my hopes that everyone has a wonderful 2014!
Comment from AltBBrown
Time: December 24, 2013, 6:59 pm
Congrats on your Christmas Dick, Sam Paris. See? There really is a Santa Claus!
God bless and keep you all. Any voice here would be missed in the coming year.
Merry Christmas!!!!
Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: December 24, 2013, 8:20 pm
I am going to be so hung (hanged?) over for Christmas, that Santa will have to shed a tear of sympathy, & maybe give me a shiny bar of gold for being such a good pig-eating savage, this year.
Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: December 24, 2013, 9:00 pm
Here’s hopin’ the Badger household didn’t get washed out to sea. And Merry Christmas to you all, especially the Godless pagans.
Comment from Oceania
Time: December 24, 2013, 9:45 pm
Hmmm Xmas here is off to a slow start
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