Two doodles (the skull's eyes have been augmented by two drops of wine) and possible titles/subjects for the Christmas story I tell my family every year on Christmas Eve.
Fascist Santa
A Moosemas Carol
Mouse Ghost Silver
Christmas Goats
Young Santa
I forget what the 2008 story was. The very first one, told when Sean was a toddler, was about a mouse ghost, so obviously I was toying with doing a revision of that. This past year I finally got around to telling A Chrismoose Carol and it was a big success.
And some light verse. It was a heckuva year for light verse, apparently:
Christmas comes but once a year
Which is why I need a beer
The scrap of paper pasted at the bottom says TWILIGHT IN PHILADELPHIA. I have no idea why.
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