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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and set the
stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska Governor Sarah Palin
forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey dinner from Costco. So,
like all hard-working hockey moms, she made the best of a potentially bad
situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled shotgun,
as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of midtown Wasilla in
his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage. The reindeer in question,
later identified as Prancer, began bleeding profusely from its midsection,
and Santa was forced to cut it loose from the sleigh to avoid a crash and
allow the annual worldwide toy delivery to continue. Prancer fell "at
least 600 feet" through the air before slamming into the frozen Alaskan
tundra, whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived at the
carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile. "I mean,
how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the dark? That s***
was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on snowshoes, and
proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its throat, and hang it
upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the blood. She and her husband
then dismembered the carcass, packed the various parts into two full-size
garbage bags, and carried it all back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs for
dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the hindquarters
into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to eat too. We're
tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets come aerial hunting
season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her customary winks to add a dose of
levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that she
is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween costume next
year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph' before bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the North
Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at the loss of
Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus said via
cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with only seven
'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by again with seven
just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been slipping a bit in recent
years. He was getting to be a liability. Maybe it's better this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to describe
their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick up his
slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never even tried to
work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing like a smoke stack
'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few years
back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month, chain-smoking
and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some ****ed-off union elves who
were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook any
more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{


Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and did not
even drop off a lump of coal?

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and set the
stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska Governor Sarah Palin
forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey dinner from Costco. So,
like all hard-working hockey moms, she made the best of a potentially bad
situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled shotgun,
as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of midtown Wasilla in
his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage. The reindeer in question,
later identified as Prancer, began bleeding profusely from its midsection,
and Santa was forced to cut it loose from the sleigh to avoid a crash and
allow the annual worldwide toy delivery to continue. Prancer fell "at
least 600 feet" through the air before slamming into the frozen Alaskan
tundra, whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived at the
carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile. "I mean,
how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the dark? That s***
was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on snowshoes, and
proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its throat, and hang it
upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the blood. She and her husband
then dismembered the carcass, packed the various parts into two full-size
garbage bags, and carried it all back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs for
dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the hindquarters
into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to eat too. We're
tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets come aerial hunting
season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her customary winks to add a dose of
levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that she
is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween costume next
year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph' before bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the North
Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at the loss of
Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus said via
cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with only seven
'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by again with seven
just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been slipping a bit in recent
years. He was getting to be a liability. Maybe it's better this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to describe
their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick up his
slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never even tried to
work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing like a smoke stack
'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few years
back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month, chain-smoking
and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some ****ed-off union elves who
were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook any
more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{


Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and did not
even drop off a lump of coal?



It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and set
the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska Governor Sarah
Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey dinner from
Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made the best of a
potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled shotgun,
as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of midtown Wasilla in
his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage. The reindeer in question,
later identified as Prancer, began bleeding profusely from its
midsection, and Santa was forced to cut it loose from the sleigh to
avoid a crash and allow the annual worldwide toy delivery to continue.
Prancer fell "at least 600 feet" through the air before slamming into
the frozen Alaskan tundra, whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived at
the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile. "I
mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the dark?
That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on snowshoes,
and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its throat, and hang it
upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the blood. She and her husband
then dismembered the carcass, packed the various parts into two
full-size garbage bags, and carried it all back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs for
dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the hindquarters
into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to eat too. We're
tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets come aerial hunting
season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her customary winks to add a dose
of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that she
is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween costume next
year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph' before bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at the
loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of his
fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus said
via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with only seven
'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by again with seven
just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been slipping a bit in recent
years. He was getting to be a liability. Maybe it's better this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to describe
their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick up
his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never even
tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing like a
smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some ****ed-off
union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook any
more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{


Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and did
not even drop off a lump of coal?

It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.




Don't judge others drinking by yours.

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and set
the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska Governor Sarah
Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey dinner from
Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made the best of a
potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled shotgun,
as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of midtown Wasilla in
his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage. The reindeer in question,
later identified as Prancer, began bleeding profusely from its
midsection, and Santa was forced to cut it loose from the sleigh to
avoid a crash and allow the annual worldwide toy delivery to continue.
Prancer fell "at least 600 feet" through the air before slamming into
the frozen Alaskan tundra, whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived at
the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile. "I
mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the dark?
That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on snowshoes,
and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its throat, and hang it
upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the blood. She and her husband
then dismembered the carcass, packed the various parts into two
full-size garbage bags, and carried it all back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs for
dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the hindquarters
into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to eat too. We're
tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets come aerial hunting
season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her customary winks to add a dose
of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that she
is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween costume next
year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph' before bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at the
loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of his
fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus said
via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with only seven
'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by again with seven
just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been slipping a bit in recent
years. He was getting to be a liability. Maybe it's better this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to describe
their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick up
his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never even
tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing like a
smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some ****ed-off
union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook any
more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{

Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and did
not even drop off a lump of coal?
It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.




Don't judge others drinking by yours.




Yeah, Bilious, I don't. I bought a 12-pack of beer just before summer
started and I noticed in my refrigerator I still have nine left.

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and set
the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska Governor
Sarah Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey dinner
from Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made the best
of a potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled
shotgun, as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of midtown
Wasilla in his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage. The reindeer
in question, later identified as Prancer, began bleeding profusely
from its midsection, and Santa was forced to cut it loose from the
sleigh to avoid a crash and allow the annual worldwide toy delivery to
continue. Prancer fell "at least 600 feet" through the air before
slamming into the frozen Alaskan tundra, whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived at
the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile. "I
mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the dark?
That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on snowshoes,
and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its throat, and hang
it upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the blood. She and her
husband then dismembered the carcass, packed the various parts into
two full-size garbage bags, and carried it all back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs for
dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the hindquarters
into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to eat too.
We're tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets come aerial
hunting season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her customary winks to
add a dose of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that
she is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween costume
next year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph' before
bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at
the loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of
his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus said
via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with only
seven 'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by again
with seven just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been slipping a bit
in recent years. He was getting to be a liability. Maybe it's better
this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to
describe their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick up
his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never even
tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing like a
smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some ****ed-off
union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook any
more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{

Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and did
not even drop off a lump of coal?
It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.




Don't judge others drinking by yours.


Yeah, Bilious, I don't. I bought a 12-pack of beer just before summer
started and I noticed in my refrigerator I still have nine left.

Good you do not wash down your drugs with beer. How about your whiskey
consumption?

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and set
the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska Governor
Sarah Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey dinner
from Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made the best
of a potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled
shotgun, as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of midtown
Wasilla in his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage. The reindeer
in question, later identified as Prancer, began bleeding profusely
from its midsection, and Santa was forced to cut it loose from the
sleigh to avoid a crash and allow the annual worldwide toy delivery to
continue. Prancer fell "at least 600 feet" through the air before
slamming into the frozen Alaskan tundra, whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived at
the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile. "I
mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the dark?
That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on snowshoes,
and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its throat, and hang
it upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the blood. She and her
husband then dismembered the carcass, packed the various parts into
two full-size garbage bags, and carried it all back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs for
dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the hindquarters
into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to eat too.
We're tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets come aerial
hunting season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her customary winks to
add a dose of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that
she is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween costume
next year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph' before
bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at
the loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of
his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus said
via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with only
seven 'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by again
with seven just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been slipping a bit
in recent years. He was getting to be a liability. Maybe it's better
this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to
describe their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick up
his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never even
tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing like a
smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some ****ed-off
union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook any
more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{
Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and did
not even drop off a lump of coal?
It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.



Don't judge others drinking by yours.

Yeah, Bilious, I don't. I bought a 12-pack of beer just before summer
started and I noticed in my refrigerator I still have nine left.

Good you do not wash down your drugs with beer. How about your whiskey
consumption?



Blech. I have less use for "hard liquor" than I do for beer.

I do like girlie drinks once in a while. I had a couple of margaritas
over the summer.

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and set
the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska Governor
Sarah Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey dinner
from Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made the best
of a potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled
shotgun, as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of midtown
Wasilla in his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage. The reindeer
in question, later identified as Prancer, began bleeding profusely
from its midsection, and Santa was forced to cut it loose from the
sleigh to avoid a crash and allow the annual worldwide toy delivery to
continue. Prancer fell "at least 600 feet" through the air before
slamming into the frozen Alaskan tundra, whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived at
the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile. "I
mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the dark?
That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on snowshoes,
and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its throat, and hang
it upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the blood. She and her
husband then dismembered the carcass, packed the various parts into
two full-size garbage bags, and carried it all back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs for
dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the hindquarters
into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to eat too.
We're tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets come aerial
hunting season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her customary winks to
add a dose of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that
she is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween costume
next year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph' before
bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at
the loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of
his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus said
via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with only
seven 'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by again
with seven just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been slipping a bit
in recent years. He was getting to be a liability. Maybe it's better
this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to
describe their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick up
his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never even
tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing like a
smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some ****ed-off
union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook any
more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -

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Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and did
not even drop off a lump of coal?
It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.

Don't judge others drinking by yours.

Yeah, Bilious, I don't. I bought a 12-pack of beer just before summer
started and I noticed in my refrigerator I still have nine left.

Good you do not wash down your drugs with beer. How about your whiskey
consumption?

Blech. I have less use for "hard liquor" than I do for beer.

I do like girlie drinks once in a while. I had a couple of margaritas
over the summer.

Liberals and Dems are simply incapable of reasoning so dont ask them
to do so. All they can do is "feel' that something is true.
If Palin, who happens to be far more qualified to be pres than Obama
who has never had a real job or Biden who actually made up his own
biograpjhy cuz he didnt really have a life.
So, if Palin had shot Prancerr on that Multi-million dollar golf
resort in MI reserved for union big shots would it have been ok?

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and
set the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska
Governor Sarah Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey
dinner from Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made
the best of a potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled
shotgun, as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of
midtown Wasilla in his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage.
The reindeer in question, later identified as Prancer, began
bleeding profusely from its midsection, and Santa was forced to cut
it loose from the sleigh to avoid a crash and allow the annual
worldwide toy delivery to continue. Prancer fell "at least 600 feet"
through the air before slamming into the frozen Alaskan tundra,
whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived
at the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile.
"I mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the
dark? That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold
shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on
snowshoes, and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its
throat, and hang it upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the
blood. She and her husband then dismembered the carcass, packed the
various parts into two full-size garbage bags, and carried it all
back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs
for dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the
hindquarters into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to
eat too. We're tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets
come aerial hunting season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her
customary winks to add a dose of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that
she is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween
costume next year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph'
before bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at
the loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of
his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus
said via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with
only seven 'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by
again with seven just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been
slipping a bit in recent years. He was getting to be a liability.
Maybe it's better this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to
describe their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick
up his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never
even tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing
like a smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some
****ed-off union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook
any more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{
Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and
did not even drop off a lump of coal?
It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.



Don't judge others drinking by yours.

Yeah, Bilious, I don't. I bought a 12-pack of beer just before summer
started and I noticed in my refrigerator I still have nine left.

Good you do not wash down your drugs with beer. How about your whiskey
consumption?

Blech. I have less use for "hard liquor" than I do for beer.

I do like girlie drinks once in a while. I had a couple of margaritas over
the summer.

So you do your drugs straight up. You the man.

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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and
set the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska
Governor Sarah Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey
dinner from Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made
the best of a potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled
shotgun, as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of
midtown Wasilla in his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage.
The reindeer in question, later identified as Prancer, began
bleeding profusely from its midsection, and Santa was forced to cut
it loose from the sleigh to avoid a crash and allow the annual
worldwide toy delivery to continue. Prancer fell "at least 600 feet"
through the air before slamming into the frozen Alaskan tundra,
whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived
at the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile.
"I mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the
dark? That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold
shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on
snowshoes, and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its
throat, and hang it upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the
blood. She and her husband then dismembered the carcass, packed the
various parts into two full-size garbage bags, and carried it all
back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs
for dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the
hindquarters into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to
eat too. We're tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets
come aerial hunting season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her
customary winks to add a dose of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that
she is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween
costume next year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph'
before bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at
the loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of
his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus
said via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with
only seven 'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by
again with seven just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been
slipping a bit in recent years. He was getting to be a liability.
Maybe it's better this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to
describe their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick
up his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never
even tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing
like a smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some
****ed-off union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook
any more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{
Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and
did not even drop off a lump of coal?
It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.



Don't judge others drinking by yours.
Yeah, Bilious, I don't. I bought a 12-pack of beer just before summer
started and I noticed in my refrigerator I still have nine left.
Good you do not wash down your drugs with beer. How about your whiskey
consumption?
Blech. I have less use for "hard liquor" than I do for beer.

I do like girlie drinks once in a while. I had a couple of margaritas over
the summer.

So you do your drugs straight up. You the man.




My "drugs" consist of a daily dose of a multivitamin and a small dose
aspirin, a pittance to what you must be taking in order to present the
semi-comatose consciousness you write with here. Unless you have fallen
on your head a lot, or are naturally dim.

John H wrote:
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Palin Shoots, Field-Dresses Reindeer
by kwolfman
Thu Dec 25, 2008 at 10:59:19 PM PST

Caught up in post-election efforts to bolster her public image and
set the stage for a 2012 presidential run of her own, Alaska
Governor Sarah Palin forgot to pick up the family's Christmas turkey
dinner from Costco. So, like all hard-working hockey moms, she made
the best of a potentially bad situation.

Palin picked off one of Santa Claus's reindeer in mid-flight early
Thursday morning with her prized double barrel mahogany-handled
shotgun, as the jolly giver of gifts skirted the outskirts of
midtown Wasilla in his shiny red sleigh on the way to Anchorage.
The reindeer in question, later identified as Prancer, began
bleeding profusely from its midsection, and Santa was forced to cut
it loose from the sleigh to avoid a crash and allow the annual
worldwide toy delivery to continue. Prancer fell "at least 600 feet"
through the air before slamming into the frozen Alaskan tundra,
whereupon he expired.

"I ain't never seen nothin' like it," said Todd Palin, who arrived
at the carcass ahead of his wife on a new racing-quality snowmobile.
"I mean, how many chicks you know can cap a doe at 200 yards in the
dark? That s*** was HOT. God, I love my wife. And I need a cold
shower."

Mrs. Palin reached the dead reindeer a few minutes later on
snowshoes, and proceeded to skin it, remove its organs, cut its
throat, and hang it upside-down from a nearby tree to drain the
blood. She and her husband then dismembered the carcass, packed the
various parts into two full-size garbage bags, and carried it all
back to their house.

The Governor emphasized that no part of Prancer's body would go to
waste.

"Well, you know, we're gonna barbecue the ribs and the front legs
for dinner later today," she said, "and we'll be throwin' the
hindquarters into the woods out back so the wolves have somethin' to
eat too. We're tryin' to fatten 'em up so they make bigger targets
come aerial hunting season." Mrs. Palin threw in one of her
customary winks to add a dose of levity to the situation.

When asked about the fate of Prancer's head, Mrs. Palin replied that
she is "thinkin' of usin' it for the mask on Trig's Halloween
costume next year. That little guy, he loves watching 'Rudolph'
before bedtime."

Santa Claus managed to complete his circuit and make it back to the
North Pole without losing another reindeer, but expressed sadness at
the loss of Prancer while staying upbeat about the overall health of
his fleet.

"Obviously, we're all devastated here that Prancer's gone," Claus
said via cell phone interview. "But we finished up just fine with
only seven 'deer, and we're confident that next year we'll get by
again with seven just fine. To be honest, old Prance'd been
slipping a bit in recent years. He was getting to be a liability.
Maybe it's better this way."

A majority of the remaining reindeer openly wept when asked to
describe their feelings, but a few were noticeably ambivalent.

"Prancer was a loafer," spat Donner. "I was always having to pick
up his slack. He put on about fifty pounds this summer and never
even tried to work it off in time for the big flight. I was puffing
like a smoke stack 'till that b**** took his a** down. Palin 2012!"

Added Dancer, "Half the time we went up, Prancer was drunk. I mean
flat-out, balls-to-the-wall wasted. We tried an intervention a few
years back, but he just fled and hid in a snowbank for a month,
chain-smoking and swigging whiskey by the bottle with some
****ed-off union elves who were on strike."

After dinner, Mrs. Palin was asked if she planned to hunt and cook
any more of Santa's reindeer for Christmas in the years to come.

"Oh, this one was mighty tasty, so you betcha!"
"How many?"
"Um ... all of 'em!"

- - -


:{
Why santa bypassed your house? Got rid of the semi bad people and
did not even drop off a lump of coal?
It's only 9:30 am in California and already you've had too much spiked
eggnog?

Try again, Bilious, only this time, use standard English.



Don't judge others drinking by yours.
Yeah, Bilious, I don't. I bought a 12-pack of beer just before summer
started and I noticed in my refrigerator I still have nine left.
Good you do not wash down your drugs with beer. How about your whiskey
consumption?
Blech. I have less use for "hard liquor" than I do for beer.

I do like girlie drinks once in a while. I had a couple of margaritas over
the summer.
So you do your drugs straight up. You the man.



My "drugs" consist of a daily dose of a multivitamin and a small dose
aspirin, a pittance to what you must be taking in order to present the
semi-comatose consciousness you write with here. Unless you have fallen
on your head a lot, or are naturally dim.

Do your attempts at insults make you feel more 'manly', Harry?
--
John


I didn't need a uniform to feel manly, Herring.