Joe looked up. He mumbled something like he always does. Louder this time, "I can't hear you Joe", I waved the stick at him again and shouted "Merry Christmas".
Joe stopped and looked up at the sky. Loud enough this time for me to hear, "Supposed to snow tonight." He turned around and walked back into his multi-car shed.
Ya'll have nice low key holiday season, ya hear? We always keep it low key here in Maine.
5 comments:
Krampus must have eaten the Christmas miracle.
Today I picked up a cheap bottle of rum and I'm about to crack the cap open on it, have a laid back christmas.
A-yep a big one coming Thursday. Get in ur wood and have a couple of gallons of water to flush with when the lights go out...and like BBC - a bottle of something.
Merry to you
the Ol'Buzzard
I wonder what the top one percent did with their share of the five bucks I spent on christmas.
Nice skidder. Picture coulda been taken here.
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