Jelly-of-the-month club?
Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the cloud covered, drying, balmy and quite breezy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours once again on this blustery, warm day here on the little strip of sand that ‘time’ let be. Broadcasting LIVE from ‘down on the docks’, the lonely docks, of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor. Today, for those living under a rock, is Sunday, The Eighteenth Day of December, 2016, you’re welcome for that information, we’ll bill ya!
Depending upon what ‘media’ one is giving their undivided attention, affection and acknowledgement to, you may be soaked in the love named Christmas spirit. Or, conversely, you may not. Satellite love if you please; a sad replacement for the real thing, don’t you think?
The Spirit this ‘time’ of year offers is a gift that keeps on giving all year long, a present within ‘the jelly of the month club…, just ask “Clark Griswold”, (Chevy Chase in the classic holiday film, circa 1989, “Christmas Vacation”), he’ll ya!
“…hey, if any of you are looking for any last minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I’d like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people, and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look at him straight in the eye, and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no good, snake licking, dirt eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood sucking, dog kissing, brainless, dick-less, fat ass, bug eyed, stiff legged, spotty lipped, worm headed sack of monkey $hit he is! Hallelujah! Holy Shit! Where’s the Tylenol?”
adding…
“Where do think you’re going? Nobody’s leaving! Nobody’s walking out on this fun, old fashioned family Christmas! No, no. We’re all in this together. This is a full blown, four alarm holiday emergency here! We’re gonna press on and we’re gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap danced with Danny fucking Kaye! And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down the chimney tonight, he’s gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse!”
PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M
