The One WIth Christmas Fred
Current Mood: Fantastically Frosty! 
Current Music: "Christmas Contemporary" station on Pandora
IT'S SO COOL IN TEXAS! Woo HOO!!!!! I am positively delirious with Christmas spirit! And...
Are you ready for this?
Are you sitting down?
Here it comes!
IT SNOWED TODAY! Granted, it was only for around ten minutes and I have no lasting proof, but I don't mind! It snowed! I love snow. I miss Crested Butte. Forget Oceanside, I am moving back up to Colorado!
Sorry. So, before I forget, I thought that today would be a great day to give you the companion for the Grinch Screenmate. In case our little green friend is too much of a downer for ya', I present Christmas Fred! Fred represents what the world's favorite fun-loving festive big guy would be like were he in high school. Watching Fred prance around the screen is HYSTERICAL! So, download him and give him a try.
Anyway, it is UBER cold here! I'm talking like 28 degrees at 1:00 in the afternoon! Glorious!
Well, mostly...I don't know if you have these wherever you live, but in Waco we have these tiny little people (I think they are elves, but they are not very elf-like) who like to cause icy mayhem. I have named them Dafanooda and Girgis...because I like making up names. I should right a baby book.
What.
Anyway, Dafanooda and Girgis were paid by an as yet unnamed source to FREEZE MY MAILBOX SHUT today. I walked out to stick some bills in the mail and nonchalantly reached out to open the mailbox only to find myself in a not so comical position. Left foot in the road, right foot on my front lawn while straddling a sub-zero swimming pool of mucky water in the street. I pulled and tugged. I grunted and groaned. I kicked.
Then Ashton Kutcher popped out from behind the automobile graveyard in the driveway of the house across the street and yelled, "You've been punk'd!"
So I kicked him too. Then I dug a hole and buried him up to his waist in that nice little spot between my picket fence and the driveway.
Huh? What do you mean, WHY?
Because I don't have a garden gnome...duh. I know what you are saying to yourself. "Wow, that Jason is really mean!" Well, don't think that. I am not totally heartless. I dressed him up in a Christmas sweater and a Santa hat first. He makes an exceptional gnome now that the stiffness has gotten up to his mouth. Sheesh, all that yelling. You'd think I'd buried him halfway in the...you know what? Let's talk about something else.
Hahahahahaha. I swear, I did not plan to write all of that. I started talking about the mailbox and the rest of it just kinda popped out. Anyway, Happy Christmas, all!
P.S. Not a fan of Ashton Kutcher.
Current Music: "Christmas Contemporary" station on Pandora
IT'S SO COOL IN TEXAS! Woo HOO!!!!! I am positively delirious with Christmas spirit! And...
Are you ready for this?
Are you sitting down?
Here it comes!
IT SNOWED TODAY! Granted, it was only for around ten minutes and I have no lasting proof, but I don't mind! It snowed! I love snow. I miss Crested Butte. Forget Oceanside, I am moving back up to Colorado!
Sorry. So, before I forget, I thought that today would be a great day to give you the companion for the Grinch Screenmate. In case our little green friend is too much of a downer for ya', I present Christmas Fred! Fred represents what the world's favorite fun-loving festive big guy would be like were he in high school. Watching Fred prance around the screen is HYSTERICAL! So, download him and give him a try.
Anyway, it is UBER cold here! I'm talking like 28 degrees at 1:00 in the afternoon! Glorious!
Well, mostly...I don't know if you have these wherever you live, but in Waco we have these tiny little people (I think they are elves, but they are not very elf-like) who like to cause icy mayhem. I have named them Dafanooda and Girgis...because I like making up names. I should right a baby book.
What.
Anyway, Dafanooda and Girgis were paid by an as yet unnamed source to FREEZE MY MAILBOX SHUT today. I walked out to stick some bills in the mail and nonchalantly reached out to open the mailbox only to find myself in a not so comical position. Left foot in the road, right foot on my front lawn while straddling a sub-zero swimming pool of mucky water in the street. I pulled and tugged. I grunted and groaned. I kicked.
Then Ashton Kutcher popped out from behind the automobile graveyard in the driveway of the house across the street and yelled, "You've been punk'd!"
So I kicked him too. Then I dug a hole and buried him up to his waist in that nice little spot between my picket fence and the driveway.
Huh? What do you mean, WHY?
Because I don't have a garden gnome...duh. I know what you are saying to yourself. "Wow, that Jason is really mean!" Well, don't think that. I am not totally heartless. I dressed him up in a Christmas sweater and a Santa hat first. He makes an exceptional gnome now that the stiffness has gotten up to his mouth. Sheesh, all that yelling. You'd think I'd buried him halfway in the...you know what? Let's talk about something else.
Hahahahahaha. I swear, I did not plan to write all of that. I started talking about the mailbox and the rest of it just kinda popped out. Anyway, Happy Christmas, all!
P.S. Not a fan of Ashton Kutcher.
posted by Jason Hunt at
2:55 PM
3 Comments:
HAHA! I love it. I am not a big Ashton fan either. I laughed so hard at your whole post! you are so funny! I really hope that you can come up and visit this summer!
By
Emily, At
10:05 PM, December 08, 2005
"Christmas Fred" made me happy all day at work yesterday, even without speakers. He's going to make me happy again today. :-)
By
Anonymous, At
8:08 AM, December 09, 2005
Haha. I am glad you guys share my Ashton woes. I mean, how rude? ;-)
By
Jason Hunt, At
2:03 PM, December 09, 2005
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