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I am laughing my butt off as I sit here listening to this man strum and sing. Not ta leave out, is that a homeless Saint Nick? Too much. You should get into comedy, seriously. It takes alot to make me laugh…
Sounds a bit like Popeye…I yam what I yam, cause:
I’m strong to the finich
Cause I eats me spinach.
I’m Popeye the Sailor Man
All for one, and one for all.
Bless you, Christopher, this is certainly a classic… and like I said earlier I couldn’t stop laughing, so it did my soul some good.
Keep on walking. This is terrific. I am sure you help people smile while you ease on down the scribbled path. If I lived nearby, I’d join you. I have a decent voice so we’d sing “Ava Maria” throughout the streets. All for one, and one for all
I bet the little kiddies who saw ya coming went screaming the other way….
Shame on you!
On the other hand…you sure look like you were having fun! LOL!
Happy Holidays to all. Ben
Trust me. There were no kiddies around. There is no way I would tarnish their innocent happiness drawn from Santa Claus. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
Glad to hear it! Glad to hear it! Those kids would have been scarred for life! Not to mention the damage Santa’s reputation would have taken. The North Pole Police might have come after ya.
Christopher, I came back to see a few of my thoughts before I became EARWAX; plus, as I was going over my common man piece I had your Mr. Santa photo come to mind. So I needed to Arch over.
This was the makings of EARWAX. It takes a lot to make me laugh - looks like the spiritual help, my family; my extended blog family and your humor, caused me to start waxing out.
Ben’s one of my first blog supporters. Later on, through blogging, I learned, our Ben, was a caring mom and God fearing women.
Anyway, when I expand on my Hobo piece - Mr. Santa staggers on the tracks. He carries toys for homeless children. Wow! Talk about back and fourth thinking. This is something else. I also hear a raspy voice. I am thinking of writing a song. Now I’m not a song writer, but I feel a song in my heart.
CRC, I will never forget these times. Thanks for the sunshine.
December 17th, 2004 at 9:22 pm
I am laughing my butt off as I sit here listening to this man strum and sing. Not ta leave out, is that a homeless Saint Nick?
Too much. You should get into comedy, seriously. It takes alot to make me laugh…
Sounds a bit like Popeye…I yam what I yam, cause:
I’m strong to the finich
Cause I eats me spinach.
I’m Popeye the Sailor Man
All for one, and one for all.
December 17th, 2004 at 10:51 pm
That’s me over 10 years ago. I liked to walk the streets. I still do.
December 18th, 2004 at 1:41 am
Bless you, Christopher, this is certainly a classic… and like I said earlier I couldn’t stop laughing, so it did my soul some good.
All for one, and one for all
Keep on walking. This is terrific. I am sure you help people smile while you ease on down the scribbled path. If I lived nearby, I’d join you. I have a decent voice so we’d sing “Ava Maria” throughout the streets.
December 18th, 2004 at 3:08 am
I bet the little kiddies who saw ya coming went screaming the other way….
Shame on you!
On the other hand…you sure look like you were having fun! LOL!
Happy Holidays to all. Ben
December 18th, 2004 at 8:14 am
Trust me. There were no kiddies around. There is no way I would tarnish their innocent happiness drawn from Santa Claus. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
December 18th, 2004 at 7:45 pm
Glad to hear it! Glad to hear it! Those kids would have been scarred for life! Not to mention the damage Santa’s reputation would have taken. The North Pole Police might have come after ya.
June 18th, 2005 at 11:32 am
Christopher, I came back to see a few of my thoughts before I became EARWAX; plus, as I was going over my common man piece I had your Mr. Santa photo come to mind. So I needed to Arch over.
This was the makings of EARWAX. It takes a lot to make me laugh - looks like the spiritual help, my family; my extended blog family and your humor, caused me to start waxing out.
Ben’s one of my first blog supporters. Later on, through blogging, I learned, our Ben, was a caring mom and God fearing women.
Anyway, when I expand on my Hobo piece - Mr. Santa staggers on the tracks. He carries toys for homeless children. Wow! Talk about back and fourth thinking. This is something else. I also hear a raspy voice. I am thinking of writing a song. Now I’m not a song writer, but I feel a song in my heart.
CRC, I will never forget these times. Thanks for the sunshine.