Story Dam’s ‘Dam’ Lib:
Today was the __biggest day ever. Joey and I were __bouncing down the __North Pole __ and saw a __Gramma__ __ice skating__ a __mitten__. When we finally made it to Joey’s house, we saw the door was _purple___. When we walked into the house, his mom was __fishing__ with a __cookie_! That’s when we saw a __puppy__ in the pool __playing__ with __Lexie__. It was too much. Joey and I had to __snore__!
When we awoke there was more ridiculousness going on. We grabbed a few of the cookies that his Mom hadn’t used for fishing yet and headed down to Huge Hill with our sleds. Upon our arrival we noticed Jimmy wearing a Hawaiian shirt and shorts sliding down the hill on a surfboard instead of a sled. When we reached the top one of Santa’s elves sat with the naughty list taking names of all the kids there but told us he’d put us on the nice list for $20 and a box of cigars.
After sledding to the bottom we decided it was just a little too crazy so we agreed to head down to Frozen Puddle Pond and see if anyone was there. That’s when things got even worse. Mrs. Claus was apparently playing hooky too, she had a copy of the naughty list and was taking bribes for $50 and some spiked eggnog. That’s when Santa showed up and said she had a ‘meeting’ to go to and he’d take over from there.
His demands were even more outrageous…$100, 2 weeks shoveling reindeer poo, AND spiked eggnog minus the eggnog. Joey and I decided once and for all we’d had enough of these shenanigans and were more than ready to call it a day. That’s when his Dad rode by and offered us a ride home. We began to tell him about all the craziness and not to be surprised about what he might find when he returned home. He then asked us which cookies we had eaten….upon hearing we had eaten the ones with the blue sprinkles he told us those were Mom’s special cookies she was planning on eating before spending the day at Aunt Edna’s.
So, was it the cookies? Or had everyone truly gone crazy and lost their minds?…that’s something we’ll never know. What we do know is that there were no more blue sprinkled cookies and on the counter was a shopping list for cigars, eggnog, and a shovel along with a reminder to go by the liquor store and the ATM.
Story Dam’s ‘Dam’ Lib: