After examining the horrible gifts I got for Christmas, I have developed a phobia about Santa.
Yes, sadly, I have become Claustrophobic.
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I was decking the halls, at least until the fire marshal and OSHA arrived. Then things turned ugly.
Merry Christmas, if you celebrate it!
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not even a mouse
You can prevent this -- give carbon monoxide detectors as gifts this year.
I have given up the search for inner peace and will simply hope fervently to make it through the end of the year without a paramedic or exorcist (or both).
Does anyone else's wife introduce them to people as "He's a rescue"? Asking for, er, "a friend"
At last! All my brilliant ideas and suggestions that I offer at faculty meetings are FINALLY being noticed!
However, I was hoping they’d be recognized with something other than a “cease and desist” letter from university counsel.
Satire that is so near the line of reality, you may need to read it several times to see the difference.
