Three kittens + one large Christmas tree. Need I say any more???

My ex-true Love, the last minute shopper. You know those last minute shoppers. Wait until Christmas Eve, you get some of the best buys. As usual he waited until Christmas Eve, only this year something went wrong, he had to work late. With one bicycle, waiting at the toy store, and about 20 other gifts to be picked out. The race against the clock was on. He got to the toy store just before closing. He loaded the fully assembled bike in his VW bug, and dropped it off. Now only one little drug store was open. Shelves picked over, people ready to go home, he did his shopping. Its now sixteen years later, I still have the cologne he bought for me that year.
 

I was fifteen and we had my brother and his new wife over for Christmas.  Later that evening, my brother, his wife and I all went out for a drive.  Well, being a curious teenager, I wanted to see what it was like to smoke a cigarette.  I nearly choked to death.  That was enough to cure me for several years, but my brother's wife had other ideas.  To teach me a lesson, she took me down to the local police station and reported me to the police!  Needless to say, I was terrified.  The cop, however, was tired and in no mood to do paper work.  he just gave her a look and said to get out of there.  We did and though it took me several years to forget that Christmas, I look back on it now and smile.  Too bad her plan didn't work out.  :-)

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