THE WORST CHRISTMAS TREE IN ENGLAND
This is definitely a bad tree. But it's not as bad as the one Mrs. Blog and I bought some years ago when we waited until Christmas Eve to go looking for one. All the tree places were sold out. We ended up buying ours from a man selling trees from the back of his pickup truck in the parking lot of (this is true) a strip bar. It was so scrawny that we weren't certain it had ever actually been a living organism (I'm talking about the tree) (but also the man).
(Thanks to DavCat)
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That is £12.5 per bulb, or 483 Celsius!
Posted by: diverdowndoc | December 03, 2008 at 08:06 AM
I'll bet it looked much better after you decorated it with singles.
Posted by: CJrun | December 03, 2008 at 08:19 AM
Morning doc; now go check the previous thread!
Posted by: CJrun | December 03, 2008 at 08:20 AM
So...what were you and Mrs. Blog doing at a strip club on Christmas Eve, Dave?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | December 03, 2008 at 08:23 AM
That's what you get when you sell trees strictly based on height.
Posted by: oneblankspace | December 03, 2008 at 08:32 AM
Jeff- Looking for Danser, of course.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | December 03, 2008 at 08:37 AM
And Prancer and Vixen, for that matter.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | December 03, 2008 at 08:37 AM
Looks good to me...
Posted by: Charlie Brown | December 03, 2008 at 08:44 AM
They need to stop fertilizing with that figgy pudding stuff.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | December 03, 2008 at 08:57 AM
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Not so bad, really, considering what the Pound Sterling is worth these days. Why, an ounce would hardly buy a pint! Cheers!
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Posted by: cosanostradamus | December 03, 2008 at 09:19 AM
Why don't I automatically associate Miami with Christmas trees?
Posted by: Cheesewiz | December 03, 2008 at 09:22 AM
I kind of like the tree. All it needs is a bit of care.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | December 03, 2008 at 09:25 AM
dave, that wasn't a tree, it was a pole.
Posted by: crossgirl | December 03, 2008 at 09:35 AM
Crossgirl is right, Dave. And that wasn't tinsel, it was tassle.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | December 03, 2008 at 09:58 AM
And that wasn't eggnog
Posted by: Siouxie | December 03, 2008 at 10:34 AM
Ewww!
Posted by: ScottMGS | December 03, 2008 at 11:06 AM
ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Posted by: crossgirl | December 03, 2008 at 11:13 AM
and a hardy snork@Siouxie
Posted by: Cheesewiz | December 03, 2008 at 11:17 AM
Jesus won't care.
Posted by: Margaritaville | December 03, 2008 at 12:25 PM
"The Sad Christmas Tree in Peterlee" sounds like a Dr. Seuss title, don't you think?
Posted by: klezmerphan | December 03, 2008 at 03:04 PM
Dave was this your regular strip club or did you go out of your way to find it? NTTIAWWT
Posted by: ArcticAl | December 03, 2008 at 04:29 PM
Get this, I was single and happy before I got married a couple of years ago. Not to say I'm not happy now, but while it was myself and I, I chose not to put up tree. My dad showed up a couple of days before Christmas with a tree...for me. A live one. I, to this day, do not know if he bought the tree dirt cheap to get it off the lot or if he stole it. I ended up pulling everything from the garage storage. Now we have a few boxes that get put on the tree. When we get that mansion we'll pull the rest of it out.
Posted by: ShellinOz | December 04, 2008 at 03:18 AM
I know Dad didn't steal the tree. I have a lucky streak with surrounding myself with very moral and ethical people. Darn my parents for giving me good morals!! And to marry one..Who knew!
Posted by: ShellinOz | December 04, 2008 at 03:20 AM