Is that the smell of Holiday?

Little Benny took off his scary wolf mask and sat down to his bag of candy. He was so exhausted, he had been out all night trick or treating. He loaded himself with candy anyway, even though he was warned that if he ate to much he'd "crash." He wasn't sure what that meant. At first he thought it was like drivign, but that didn't make any sense. Then his older brother told him it was like when a computer crashed. His older brother's eyes got real big and he told Benny "We might not even be able to wake you up!" "Oh whatever!" cried little Benny. So Benny went on eating candy and bouncing off walls until he passed out.

When his alarm went off the next morning Christmas music was playing. Benny was a bit disoriented. Something wasn't right, but it was too early in the morning for him to put his finger on it. HE went out into the lving room and things seemed normal enough. He went to the tv to watch his morning cartoons and there were Christmas cartoons on! He looked out the window and his neighbor Mr. Riely was putting up decorations. Benny began to get nervous it couldn't be. Had he slept through thanksgiving?

His mom called him to go to the store. When they got there there were an array of christmas trees for sales and people with bells yelling "Christmas is soon!" There was Christmas music playing over the loud speakers. It was the same everywhere they went and Benny began to get more and more depressed. They got home and his mom said, "Oh I guess I could get started on the Christmas decorations... but..." Oh no ! If his mother ewas thinking about decorations he must have missed Thanksgiving. Every year they put the decorations up the morning Monday after thanksgiving! His big brother came home from school and showed his mom the snowman he had made. This was too much. Benny began to cry, loudly.

He loved Thanksgiving. He loved going to Grandpas house. He loved playing with the begal dog, name Bumps and feeding the cat Aunt Marple's homemade cranberry sauce. The dog alwasy ended up eating it. He loved the smell of the turkey and he could never get enough stuffing, he loved stuffing!!! But he had missed it! He had missed Charlie's Brown's Thanksgiving speacial and he had missed jumping in the big pile of leaves with his cousins. He had missed, and this was possibly the worst, Grandma's home made pies!!! Benny wailed. His mom always let him have as much dessert as he could handle on thanksgiving and he got to see his cousins and play. He liked thanksgiving cartoons. He liked making paper turkeys with his Daddy. Benny continued crying uncontrollably.

His mother and brother couldn't console him. "What is it Benny? What is it?" His mother kept asking. He finally was able to squeeze it out "I.... Slept....through...... through,......THANKSGIVING AHHHHHHHHH"BEnny wailed and wailed. His mother began to laugh.

"Honey you didn't sleep through thanksgiving!"
"But Charlie said, said, if if I ate the candy I would, cr cr crash like the puter and then I'd sleep and I wou;ldnt ever wake up!" His mother gave his older brother a stern look. "And and hhe must have been , been right! be be be becau eI MISSED" Benny began wailing again.
"Benny, trust me honey, you didn't sleep through it!"
"Then why, why is Rudolph? Why are the Christmas trees for sale?"
His mother looked at him. She couldnt' come up with a good reason. "WEll, some people just like to get an early start on things that's all."
"But, but what about Thanksgiving? Don't they like Thanksgiving? I like Thanksgiving" Benny almost began to cry again.
"Of course they do honey. they just have more things to buy for Christmas. I know it doesn't actually make sense... "
"Why dooo they do all this so soon?" Charlie asked."
"I don't know honey," his mother said, "but I have a wonderful idea. Why don't we make the biggest paper turkey we can and hang it for the world to see?" This cheered Beeny up and while he was cutting away with his safty sissors at the construction paper, his mother made a quick call to his father on his way home from work.

Benny was working on his 5th turkey. "I have to make a turkey army," Benny said. When he heard his father's car horn honking away outside. He got up and ran to the window and there was the biggest turkey he had ever seen standing in his front yard! He ran out so excited. He was thrilled, it was the biggest turkey ever and it had on a pilgrams hat. It was one of those electric blow up things. At this point Benny looked over at Mr. Riley's chirstmas decoration s and he laughed and laughed. He was thrilled, maybe not everyone would celebrate Thanksgiving right, but he sure was going to and his big turkey, and the turkey army he was creating inside, would help him do it.

the end
moral: Don't skip Thanksgiving! You have a whole month to celebrate Christmas! And at least show some respect for the after halloween discounts. good greif. If you skip it, you will make the children of the world sad.

150 Hm this one didn't go wehre I thought it would go. but enjoy just the same, hehe. Also it's december and we've had snow! yay. You know I think we only get about 5 minutes of fall around here... But Christmas is on the way!

Silly Story 150

Ity Bity's Most Famous Dity

Ity Bity was her name. Doin Dities was her game.
She would tap and she would bounce
She'd swirl around and pounce

She would tap her little toes and touch her finger to her nose
She would skip in frount of you
or pounce in your lap to say how do you do?

She sung her little dities and she never missed a note.
All of her songs sounded lovely
and it won her lots of free roat beer floats.

Then one day as she danced, and pranced, and sang on the day
A round old man, with a cane and a hat, asked her quiet plainly
"Why do you tramp around like that, it isn't very proper for a lady"

Ity Bity looked at him and smoothed her skirts
She stayed standing there, simply staring no more
and the old man groaned, and under his breath he thought "whore."

So he beagan to turn away and Bity stopped him just to say
"Why's it bother you old coot, if a girl can laugh and sing?
If she can flutter about in a little skirt, it doesn't hurt a thing.

There's so much that I could do, than dance with a boy or two
that would bring this whole world down,
until everyone, every where would sigh and slouch and ho hum

Don't question my methods you crankity old crotch,
I love what I do, and I love it a lot
They love what I do and those who do not

can take a shovel up their ass for all I could care, but I'm a nice lass
So go on your way and carry your frown
try and make everyone who is not you feel down

I'll stay here in public singing my toon, I'll stay here long after the bright sunny noon
My name is Ity Bity and I like to sing dities
and I haven't the time for disposures so shitty."

The old man stared down at her with an evil gleam in his eye
then he burst out laughing and laughing and smacking his thigh
"Oh Ity Bity, Ho Ho Ho, you're such a lovely riot. So much better than some of these gits"

And he tipped her his hat still smiling, still chuckling
and the lonely, mean old millinare Santa Claus
went on his way, and he had a Merrier Day

So Merry in fact, that from his cold bank account he made a withdrawal,
highered some crazy tiny people he'd met in the south
And they all moved up north with the ice and snow
cause though he was now merry, he was still a loner ya know He started a company and started with the giving
to pass on the truth and the joy just like Ity Bity
and he lived happily ever after up there alone
with the guys he called elves and the wild life free
or at least that's so I'm told
by the famous young old dancer
Ms. Ity Bity the fourth.

the end
moral: Tell off anyone you want, it may make them really happy

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