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Posted by: wingpup | December 19, 2006 at 02:40 PM
A grinch stole the Grinch!
Posted by: wingpup | December 19, 2006 at 02:41 PM
Did they check with all the Whos down in Whoville?
Posted by: russell | December 19, 2006 at 02:41 PM
They stole a Baby Jesus?? SOMEbody's going to hell...
Posted by: baligurl | December 19, 2006 at 02:41 PM
NOW I know what Wassail means......it means steal.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | December 19, 2006 at 02:48 PM
For a moment there, I thought this was going to be a commercial for that upcoming FX show "Dirt".
Posted by: Brad | December 19, 2006 at 02:51 PM
More heroes of the Michigan Anti-Inflatable Demonstration Service (MAID Service). Cleaning up the state, one tacky lawn by one tacky lawn.
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | December 19, 2006 at 02:52 PM
For a hilarious tale of a similar attempted theft check out this story over at Lawdog's Blog
Posted by: KCSteve | December 19, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Okay, who in the area has a Christmas display featuring the baby Jesus, two reindeer and the grinch?
Posted by: fivver | December 19, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Man, that is one perky news team.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | December 19, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Punkin, that really puts the assail in Wassail, eh?
Posted by: ScottMGS | December 19, 2006 at 02:54 PM
That's the inflatable I'm missing, I gotta rush out and get the grinch to go with my snowman, santa, and rudolph inflatables. O.~
Posted by: DavetheRed | December 19, 2006 at 02:59 PM
Reminds me of the antics of some kids from different churches in a Xmas novel that I read recently...
Posted by: estrogen centrale | December 19, 2006 at 03:10 PM
KCSteve, that was a brilliant link.
Simply brilliant.
'Scuse me while I go change my pants; I think I laughed a little too hard.
Posted by: Clean Hands | December 19, 2006 at 03:24 PM
Man that news team has a leathel amount of perk.
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | December 19, 2006 at 03:25 PM
I mean lethal of course. Forgive I have a cold.
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | December 19, 2006 at 03:25 PM
A couple reported a baby Jesus figure was stolen from a manger scene on their front yard two weeks ago.
Maybe it was just someone who knows the baby shouldn't be delivered until CHRISTMAS!
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | December 19, 2006 at 03:26 PM
Looks like they got into our Master Gumball Supply and bogarted the whole damn thing.
Posted by: Clean Hands | December 19, 2006 at 03:26 PM
I'll bet the baby Jesus was just taken to hold until Christmas Eve. Some people are picky about their Christmas decorations (nobody here, of course) and someone couldn't tolerate it being there early.
Posted by: shellann | December 19, 2006 at 03:28 PM
http://www.nbc5.com/news/10566240/detail.html
Prankster Dumps 32 Stolen Baby Jesuses In Yard
Thief Lines Up Figures From Smallest To Largest For Woman To Find
At least in Chicago, we eventually return our stolen Jesuses
Posted by: Heinrich the Lab Rat | December 19, 2006 at 03:36 PM
they'll never stop christmas from coming. it'll came all the same.
Posted by: crossgirl | December 19, 2006 at 03:38 PM
Heinrich’s Linky
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | December 19, 2006 at 03:41 PM
Dang bot... thought I shot it this morning.
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | December 19, 2006 at 03:42 PM
Clean Hands Lawdog's well worth the read, isn't he?
Semi-unrelated: Here's a holiday-themed Productivity Enhancer Go Elf Yourself
Posted by: KCSteve | December 19, 2006 at 03:47 PM
Jesus, the grinch, and 2 reindeer walk into a bar
the bartender says: what'll ya have?
Jesus says: JD shots all around, and keep em comin
bartender: well, you bein the Son of God an all, first round's on the house
so the foursome sets down to some serious drinkin - since reindeer are notorious lightweights, prancer and vixen are soon passed out under the table
but the grinch, not wanting to be outdrank by anyone, not even the Son of God, stays with Jesus shot for shot
finally the grinch is so far gone he cant even lift the glass to his mouth, but Jesus still looks stone cold sober
frustrated, the grinch shouts: how can you drink like that?
Jesus smiles, and calmly replies: i changed each of my shots to water before i drank them
What? shouts the grinch. You cheated! You cant cheat - you're the Son of God!
to which Jesus replies: oh yeah? well you cant drink whiskey - you're a cartoon
Posted by: TCK | December 19, 2006 at 03:54 PM
My daughter is all grouchy cuz I refuse to tacky up my lawn for Christmas. If I had known, I woulda just told her to go "borrow" the neighbor's junk, oops, I mean decorations.
Posted by: casey | December 19, 2006 at 04:01 PM
no casey, you really wanted to say 'crap'.
Posted by: wickedwitch | December 19, 2006 at 04:03 PM
I'll send you the plastic candy canes for your driveway casey. hee hee
Posted by: DavetheRed | December 19, 2006 at 04:04 PM
have you seen my
mr. grinch?
the envy of my block
it was poison green inflated
and gave babies quite a shock
mr. grinch!
it was buy either that or a 50-foot
snow globe!
why'd you steal my
mr. grinch?
you really are a schmuck
you fear its huge tumescence may i
repeat i think you s*ck
mr. grinch!
you're the kind of guy, who would sneak into
a nativity scene, have hot barnyard s*x with all
the animals,... and not call them the next day!
Posted by: insomniac | December 19, 2006 at 04:05 PM
Insom, he would only have hot barnyard sex if the barnyard butts were painted orange.
FlameOrange Barnyard Butts. Hmm. Sounds like that might be a good name for something.
Posted by: casey | December 19, 2006 at 04:10 PM
When does Houghton County Sheriff Brian McLean next play at the Improv? I am soooo there.
Posted by: JayBee | December 19, 2006 at 04:11 PM
well done, insom!!
*will go home and secure my Santa*
Posted by: Siouxie | December 19, 2006 at 04:12 PM
"Lethal Perk" sounds like a Starbucks' Flavor of the Month.
Posted by: Guin | December 19, 2006 at 04:12 PM
Well, in the spirit of the season, anyone who has recently braved the mall parking lot may perhaps relate to this
Arrggghhh.
Posted by: AFKAT | December 19, 2006 at 04:13 PM
Okay, I have to confess. I have not shopped at all. Yet. Not my fault, we just bought a house and the closing costs were more than we expected, so it ate the Christmas money. I now get to brave the stores tomorrow, and over the weekend. Does Christmas fall the 25th every year? Because I'm never ready. But less so this year than any previous one.
Posted by: baligurl | December 19, 2006 at 04:24 PM
hey, insomniac -- you use schmuck, but censor suck & sex? :) but me loves the rhyme!
shoulda added:
didn't need to
steal my grinch
blow up dolls are cheap
go to the hustler store
and buy one, two or maybe more
I want my grinch...
given a choice between the two of you, I'd pick the alcoholic creep!
Posted by: raebern | December 19, 2006 at 04:33 PM
Okay, mud, I hope you see this before you head off to your vacation: Snakes vs. Gators - it's personal now. Check out the third picture in the upper-left box.
Key quote:
In the wild, pythons often reach 20 feet in length, weigh more than 200 pounds, and grow strong enough to overpower a grown man. Hinged jaws, in fact, enable the snake to open its mouth wide enough to accommodate humans.
"Once they reach 8 to 9 feet in size," Snow says, "you don't want to be alone with a python."
Posted by: ScottMGS | December 19, 2006 at 04:36 PM
Whahoo doray,
Yahoo moray,
bite me mister,
mister thief.
Rahoo, hate you,
wanna maime you,
stupid ugly
moron freak!
(Verb) my (noun)
you yahoo, yahoo.
May a scorpion
bite you, bite you.
Step one foot inside my yard,
I'll blow your head off
you frikkin tard!
Rahoo - kill you
Ya I'll kill you!
Welcome Christmas
make you pay!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | December 19, 2006 at 04:43 PM
YAY, Punkin'! I love the "frickin' tard" part best!
Posted by: baligurl | December 19, 2006 at 04:45 PM
AFKAT...and people here in SW Michigan wonder why we have an aversion to Illinois drivers.
Posted by: Olo Baggins of Bywater | December 19, 2006 at 04:46 PM
No kidding, Scott.
Posted by: Clean Hands | December 19, 2006 at 04:47 PM
*snorks tentatively at Punkin, raeburn and insom and backs away slowly*
Posted by: ScottMGS | December 19, 2006 at 04:47 PM
And all the Whos in Whoville went "WTF?"
Posted by: Hammond Rye | December 19, 2006 at 04:48 PM
okay, i know it's cool to roll your eyes and sigh and make that "tch" sound while grousing about christmas and the crowds and the mandatory expense and the mandatory time with pathological relatives and the inflatable assaults on your neighborhood feng shui and i know that i'm probably casting my lot amongst the nerds by saying so, but i love the holidays. i start shopping in august, i make my own christmas cards, (finishing both by thanksgiving) i make huge batches of homemade booze ("holiday hooch" - cranberry brandy) i do all the cooking, i have written and recorded hours of original music - all christmas music - and my wife refers to me as "Santa Claus". So anyway, it always puts a little salt in the wounds of those who have yet to hoist the onerous christmas burden (which is part of what makes it so fun) to say, and i am not making this up, that all my shopping, wrapping, cards and decorating (Mrs. Stuffin does the decorating) have been done since Thanksgiving. i go home at night, put my feet up, drink wine, play with the cat, etc. Tonight I'll go out to a bar with a friend and watch the fights on TV. happy holidays.
Posted by: mud's butt snake | December 19, 2006 at 04:49 PM
YAY for you mud!!!
I will say this...mud is an awesome composer. He was kind enough to mail me a cd containing one of his original Christmas pieces and it is incredible. I have it in my car and play it often.
(thanks mud!!)
and here we thought you'd be the grinch among us...
Posted by: Siouxie | December 19, 2006 at 04:54 PM
that was actually me, not my snake - i wrote that while you were posting those snake stories. I just want to say, for the record that my pledge only applies to the blog and the SB. i will not produce a poem each time y'all post a snake story.
Posted by: mudstuffin | December 19, 2006 at 04:57 PM
okay i tried to write a poem about the guy that got strangled by his own snake (you know where i was going with that) but the story is too sad.
Good evening, all.
Posted by: mudstuffin | December 19, 2006 at 05:03 PM
I called the cops one night when I thought someone was stealing my neighbor's lighted lawn deer. Turns out that they were repositioning them into, shall we say, compromising positions. They had been busy, as the cops found five other places in our little town that had amusing, but embarassing lawn displays.
Is this happening in other places?
Posted by: Flash | December 19, 2006 at 05:31 PM
if it's not, it really should be :)
Posted by: TCK | December 19, 2006 at 05:32 PM
*snork* at raeburn's new verse!
hey, insomniac -- you use schmuck, but censor suck & sex? :) but me loves the rhyme!
i was assuming the censor-bot was a goy...
Posted by: insomniac | December 19, 2006 at 05:33 PM
Flash - yes - it happens elsewhere. It happened in my neighborhood last year. One morning we pulled out of our driveway to go to school, and my 7-year-old asked, "What are the reindeer doing?" Sure enough those Vixens were doing the nasty. I told my kid they were playing 'reindeer games.'
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 19, 2006 at 05:49 PM
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the house,
My hubby was snoring, oh christ, what a louse!
His stockings were thrown on the floor without care,
in hopes that some christmas elf soon would pick up after his ass.
I shot him.
Merry Christmas to me!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | December 19, 2006 at 06:32 PM
Punkin - luv it!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 19, 2006 at 06:37 PM
ah, Punkin' how I've missed you!
and everybody else, for that matter.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | December 19, 2006 at 06:38 PM
They stole Baby Jesus!
You bastards!
Posted by: Lairbo | December 19, 2006 at 06:38 PM
Maybe they found out Mary was an unwed mother so they were trying to find a more 'appropriate' home for the child.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 19, 2006 at 06:47 PM
What if Mary was actually just a slut and the Bible was propaganda written by her brother to save her honor????
Just supposin'
*ahem*
How 'bout them Red Sox?
Posted by: Punkin Poo | December 19, 2006 at 06:56 PM
So Punkin, does this mean that you're going to beg for mercy from the court on the basis that you are now a widow...merely asking...
Posted by: AFKAT | December 19, 2006 at 07:07 PM
AFKAT - she's a bosox fan, so she's going with not guilty by reason of insanity.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 19, 2006 at 07:17 PM
Annie - ouch. That hurt.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | December 19, 2006 at 07:35 PM
aaaw, come on. You know I'm only tryin' to keep you outta da big house.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 19, 2006 at 07:37 PM
This is a universal problem, it seems.
Posted by: Glix | December 19, 2006 at 08:18 PM
Glix - I've put my faith in cheeses.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | December 19, 2006 at 08:28 PM
If I can still chime in here...(MoFaux, the not here very often, sometimes rambling commentor)I have now hung my one strand of blue lights outside the cat's room!... I even wrapped the extra length of lights around the kitty box.Does anybody know where I can buy areosol pine scent?
Posted by: Mo Faux | December 19, 2006 at 08:54 PM
Mo, sprinkle some pine sol (TM thingy) into the carpet or on the sofa. that otta fix 'er right up.
This is the laziest Christmas I have ever had. My kids were dang lucky to get a tree this year. It is absolutely the most pitiful tree I have ever seen. Really really tall and really really skinny. I told the kids the best we could do is link hands around it and pray for it's quick demise. But, despite it all, I love Christmas too. I love the tackyness yards and the pretty yards and the yummy homemade cookies that other people give me cuz G*d knows I aint doing any baking, and all the stuff that comes with it. HO HO HO!!!!!
Posted by: casey | December 19, 2006 at 09:13 PM
casey, i hear you. i'm right there with you. my kids complained about the tree until i abandoned it, then charlie brown style they put the lights and decorations on while i was gone. it's not a bad little tree. and i agree about the kitsch and tackiness. what could be better than houses covered in glowing bulbs!? i hate icicle lights and white twinkle lights. hate them, hate them, hate them. i want colored lights that are left up all year.
Posted by: crossgirl | December 19, 2006 at 09:29 PM
OT question for you youtube fans. and you know who you are....
i don't have much patience to watch videos enough to know what all is on the site. does anyone know what rating the film nazi's would give the site? is it teen safe? or are there adult things i need to be concerned with oldest son viewing? parental controls won't let him access the site so i'm thinking there must be some reason. anyone, anyone?
Posted by: crossgirl | December 19, 2006 at 09:32 PM
Crossgirl,I have been youtubing FOREVER!... like, at least seven weeks!Its cool, but I have a feeling you can find just as much stuff there as anywhere on the internet that you wouldnt want your kids to see.I recommend that you check out this guitar player named Jimmy rosenburg(gypsy guitar) he is seven yrs old in the first video-I know thats not what you asked, but I want everyone to know about this guy!He's older now.Also, you can find the most pointless , absolutely moronic videos that bored people have uploaded, so if you dont want your kid to be moron-friendly, watch out... good luck!
Posted by: Mo Faux | December 19, 2006 at 09:51 PM
I love how people express themselves, from the tacky inflatable nativities to the 20-foot, blue-light menorah. The grinches and the hyper-competitive are exposed, and you find out who your true neighbors are.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 19, 2006 at 09:54 PM
Annie, last year I had 12 strippers stripping, is that bad?
Posted by: Mo Faux | December 19, 2006 at 09:58 PM
thanks mo, i suspected as much but as i don't surf that site i didn't know what standards they have. if any.
Posted by: crossgirl | December 19, 2006 at 10:21 PM
*stumbles in* What?!
I just need to advise folks that this Air Card/ wireless stuff is a complete chore. Makes a long day longer.
*pth, btphuh, wanders off to read posts*
Posted by: CJrun | December 19, 2006 at 10:28 PM
Does anyone other than me wonder what Jesus would think if he saw the completely out of hand, over the top, out of control, "holiday" that is in his honor?
Just a thought.
But I keep having flash backs to the
temper tantrumparable about the merchants in the temple. What would JC think about all of this activity in his name, and not even remotely close to his actual date of birth.And God help us all if JC actually visits the Vatican! Merchants, vendors, charletains.........
Posted by: Meditrina | December 19, 2006 at 10:51 PM
Two plastic reindeer, a Grinch and a baby Jesus were stolen? And YouTube has a new "stop-action" animated video where Grinch races B.J. on reindeer, intoning "Luke, I am your father" at a dangerous curve to try to distract B.J. Coincidence? I think not.
Posted by: Nebbisk | December 19, 2006 at 11:50 PM
Neb, you conspriacy theorists are a dime a dozen.
I like the way you think.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | December 20, 2006 at 12:00 AM
Mo Faux - I'm sure it was tastefully done.
There is good weary and bad weary -
Bad weary - spending two hours at a work luncheon listening to coworkers badmouth each other and suck up to the boss.
Good weary - aching feet because you baked until midnight last night so you could deliver cookies to a foster home today.
Two sides of the same coin - I need the dough from the job to bake cookies for my soul.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 20, 2006 at 01:07 AM
Last year back home someone stole all the snow from my garden...
Posted by: Ranzige Bunzing | December 20, 2006 at 02:44 AM
Good morning people!!! wake up!!!
*turns on coffee maker*
bagels, cream cheese & trimmings for all...
UPDATES: goat is still not burning, raccoon corpse is still laying on the curb...slowly decomposing & my blow -up Santa condom survived another night.
Posted by: Siouxie | December 20, 2006 at 08:23 AM
Siouxie, why the raccoon corpse? is it a part of your christmas pageant on the lawn or just an accidental addition? I've seen a lot of neat displays this year, but none that feature a dead raccoon.
Posted by: wickedwitch | December 20, 2006 at 08:29 AM
Annie - Baking Cookies for Your Soul would make an excelent title for a self-help book. There is a writer who stops by here occasionally (you can get his holiday story online, and it's your last chance to order for Xmas delivery) who might help you out. Maybe.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Scrooge | December 20, 2006 at 08:35 AM
Yay the dead raccoon display....oh wait a sec, dead raccoon?
Posted by: DavetheRed | December 20, 2006 at 08:43 AM
Good morning all, thanks for turning on the coffee maker. :)
Gotta say I really love Christmas, tacky, cool, or whatever. (Ok, maybe not the dead raccoon)
Posted by: kittypaws | December 20, 2006 at 09:21 AM
ww, the 'coon corpse is not part of my nativity scene (even though a certain writer that may or may not have a book out..still in stores today...wrote about a dead dog..in a very heartwarming way, of course). Anyways...it's road kill I pass by every morning - they still haven't taken it off the curb. It makes my morning - I thank God that I'm not laying dead...on a busy street curb...decomposing...while people drive by and tell their friends about me.
Heartwarming, no??
Posted by: Siouxie | December 20, 2006 at 09:36 AM
yeah, kinda makes me feel real warm and fuzzy myself, but i find any roadkill real depressing. 'course i like all animals better than i do most people. hell of a thing since i'm in sales and deal with humans all day long.
Posted by: wickedwitch | December 20, 2006 at 09:40 AM
ww' ... nah, you don't deal with "humans" ... you hafta handle "customers" ...
MB(RH?) werks in "customer service" and I've run my own C-Store, so we know about the difference between some customers and real human beings ...
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | December 20, 2006 at 09:48 AM
Annie - you go girl.
the best thing to do
with wealth - to give it away
cookies for my soul
even if you think
"i'm not rich" if you're able
to read blog - you are
bad blog poetry
fart jokes, severed penises
cookies for my soul
Posted by: mudstuffin | December 20, 2006 at 10:01 AM
beautiful mud, and AWbh has the true christmas spirit.
Posted by: wickedwitch | December 20, 2006 at 10:04 AM
very heartwarming indeed, mud & Annie!
My daughter is baking cookies for all her teachers and friends this year. She wanted to 'make' something.
Posted by: Siouxie | December 20, 2006 at 10:08 AM
I found a large dead racoon that had been electrocuted laying at the base of the power pole near my house (I suspect he was part of a subversive plot gone bad). He hit the ground with one little paw folded across his chest, and the other raised up above his head. Rigor mortis had set in, so I was able to prop him up against the pole, where he made a cute little neighborhood greeter (in a ghoulish sort of way). We left him there for several days until my neighbor put him in the dumpster. I kinda miss him.
Posted by: Flash | December 20, 2006 at 12:20 PM
*snork* @ Flash! That's the true Barry spirit (you'll have to read his Christmas book to find out).
Even if you're the most selfish sunnuvabeeyotch, I highly recommend giving to the needy. You can get high off the feeling. Baking for a foster home sure trumps the $5 Starbucks card my mgr gave me (I don't go to Starbucks). You are what you give. No pressure or anything. ;)
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 20, 2006 at 12:42 PM
Annie, very true. This year I wasn't able to give to those less fortunate during this season, but I have donated WAY more than my share of time all year long. Just this morning I helped to serve Christmas brunch to over 500 students and teachers at my daughter's school. A whole bunch of parents chipped in with home made goodies and money to purchase things that couldn't be made to pull it all off. I had no time to cook and no bucks to pitch in, but was so happy to be able to donate my time. I've really tried hard to volunteer this year and I have to say, this year has been the best year of my life!
Happy, happy holiday to you Annie. You are already reaping the rewards of your kindness by the good feelings in your heart!
Posted by: casey | December 20, 2006 at 01:35 PM