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THERE'LL BE PLENTY OF SUPER SEXY GIRLS...and one boy... 
AND CERTAINLY MORE FESTIVE AMBIANCE AND SPARKLING LIGHTS THAN YOU CAN FIND ANYWHERE ELSE...
I HAVE PLENTY OF MUSIC TO LISTEN TO AND VIDS TO WATCH...
AND LORDY, THERE'S NO SHORTAGE OF SNOW....
PLUS I HAVE PLENTY OF ROOM FOR YOU TO SLEEP, SHOULD YOU FIND THE NEED TO...
AND I'VE ACTUALLY CLEANED MY BATHTUB, REALLY...
Christmas Eve and Christmas Day can leave me with a lot of time on my hands as my kids do their thing...
SO THE ENTIRE BLOG WORLD IS HEREBY INVITED TO WW'S PLACE ON CHRISTMAS DAY, 2007, TO WILE AWAY THE AFTERNOON AND BEYOND, IF YOU LIKE.
We (the editorial we, that is) realize this might be considered late notice, especially for those in Australia, India, South Africa, the UK, the Phillippines and other locales in Canada and beyond the Great White North.
But you have a week. Get on the phone and book it, Dano. You have Airmiles. You have money you've been saving up just for this trip you were anticipating. You have nothing else to do, no one else to be with. Just do it.
Think of what you'll be missing...time with me and various bloggers instead of with family, friends and others...hor's doeuvres til the cows come home, rum and eggnog, Caesars to your heart's content, beer, jovial conversation...
And, to help you offset the cost of your trip, five Canadian cents for every comment you've ever posted on my blog, to be calculated by you. Wives, husbands and significant others are, of course, welcome.
RSVP to my email address. Homo Escapeons will provide comic relief.
(*This is just a joke, although if anyone actually shows up, knock yourselves out!)
How are *your* Air Miles doing? If you come here, though, you have to leave the white stuff behind. There will be good Scotch but you may need to prise it from Greg's cold, dead hands first. Never mind. There will be XBox, music and lots of cookies to fill in the gaps.
ReplyDeleteSo, Andrea, I guess this means you're not coming here? Lots of cookies sound good, and Greg will share the scotch, I'm sure.
ReplyDeleteI am so there....in spirit.
ReplyDeletecoming down with the flu, i think. wouldn't want to foist this on you guys.
so have fun and post pictures please!
Well, thank you kindly for the invitation, but my card is full over here.
ReplyDeleteHowever...I will be sending a little something with the cyberpostman.(I think that means that the postman will deliver it to my blog and you'll have "collect" it from there!)
According to mapquest, I could be there....ummm....if I sell my firstborn for the gas it will take. :)
ReplyDeleteI'd love to join in the party, but I'm sure you have some lovely single wimmins about to break down your door.
Take lots of pictures!
Andrea:
ReplyDeleteWherever I go, snow goes. I'm not a believer in that old saying, 'You Can't take it with you.'
Menchie:
What? A little flu is going to stop you from flying to Winnipeg from Manila?
Tsk-tsk.
I have since fashioned an asterisk to my blog title and put some fine print at the end...I was just kidding.
I do not really expect any blogger to visit me on Christmas Day. However, I wouldn't turn any away.
Dinahmow:
You're far too popular. But I will be expecting a "regrets" card and the gift you promised at your blog.
Pam:
A first-born is a first-born. We all have sacrifices to make.
I doubt I will have any women, aside from my daughter who might want to borrow my car, my mother or my three sisters, knocking on my door.
So if your first-born is particularly cranky on Dec. 24, see you up here.
This was all just to show a picture of your 'clean' bathtub wasn't it?
ReplyDelete"I'm dream-ing,
of a white bathtub.
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the fixtures glisten,
the 'ring' is missin',
I can soak,
my balls now don'tcha know."
Darling WW, as much as I really would love to - I'd really like some time alone with the hubby this year! Hey, there's a first time for everything isn't there? Seriously though, let me know in time for next year and we might make it!!!
ReplyDeleteHow many of us can fit in your tub?
ReplyDelete*visions of clowns spilling out of a tiny clown car*
Merry Christmas WW! I hope your house is full of family, fun, bloggers and love and that the new year brings to you all that you desire and more.
ReplyDeleteEven though my son can't come home this year (he'll be with his best friends and roommates), I'm spending the holidays with my dad, brother, cousins and the love of my life, so I know it will be wonderful. I hope yours is too!
Hugs,
Laurie
A very tempting offer.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I am VERY impressed with the tub! How did you get it so clean?!
if you have time on your hands how 'bout you come here? I have a bath tub in need of a cleaning and much else besides - I will provide beer!
ReplyDeleteOh Great Cleaner of Bathtubs...please come here and banish the kittens' paw prints. And, while you are here, pick up your gift.
ReplyDeleteSuch a warm inviting idea ! (yes, I read the small letters too :-)
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HE:
ReplyDeleteYes, of course I wanted to reveal my new, clean bathtub. And your comments continue to be superb.
I think I just might soak my balls tonight, ya know? Because the ring IS missin'...
Stace:
What? Get your priorities straight! You'd rather spend Christmas with Aidan than me?
Bring the mate here with you!
MJ:
I don't know, we'd have to try that. Are bloggers different physically from other people?
My guess is 13. But I guess it all depends on whether we're standing up or laying down.
Laurie:
You sound so happy, and that is spectacular. Be good in them thar Montana Mountains!
Thanks for visiting! I'll get by your blog sometime soon...the desire part, I'll work on.
Anna:
So? Whaddya waitin' for!?
To clean the tub, I actually had to expend some elbow grease scrubbing.
But I also had to strip off the old caulk, that's caulk I said, remove the mould and reapply.
I'll never do that again.
Ziggi:
Well, I do have five straight days off...why don't you courier your broom stick here?
Or better yet, why not zoom here yourself and you can fly us both back to Wiltshire.
I'll be quiet as a mouse, if we ever get there. They did it in Harry Potter.
Dinahmow:
Not sure about the cleaning the kittens' paw marks, but I'll be by ASAP to pick up my gift!
Hildegarde:
Well, the small letters also said that if anybody actually took me up on my offer, it still stands!
You said "caulk."
ReplyDeletehee hee.
MJ:
ReplyDeleteWhat did it take you, two minutes to see that? Do you have a Google News Alert set up for the word, caulk?
Or is it just the sound of the word and its identical cousin (to the ear), cock?
Caulk/cock/and all caulk/cock variations alert!
ReplyDeleteMJ:
ReplyDeleteI figured...you ARE the World Wide Web, WACKY STYLE. But we love you through and through.
Caulk.
Would you say I'm cockamamie?
ReplyDeleteMJ:
ReplyDeleteI would...or caulkamamie.
And I can only bow to you in deference for your witty use of words, you are the Queen of Mean.
Poppycock!
ReplyDeleteOkay I'm done here.
MJ:
ReplyDelete...she said in her common West Coast Cockney accent...
Cheeky, cocky Canuck.
ReplyDeleteMJ:
ReplyDeleteAt least two-thirds of your statement is true. But then, how can I be objective?
ah dude this would be awesome!!!
ReplyDeletefork what i wouldn't give to actually have money...
okay- i'll be there virtually, and wherever i do end up i'll toast you and h.e.!
oh- and you're invited to my birthday party on the 28th of course (there're details on my blog)!
OK WW, utter seriousness now: I'll be having some kind of joint birthday/farewell bash early in March here in Melbourne. You and HE are invited. Seriously! Come on! It would be so cool.
ReplyDeleteI should probably start actually organising this party, instead of just saying I'm having one...
I am totally there!
ReplyDeleteNo seriously look outside?
Open the door there is a huge f'n spider crawling by my foot ((AAARRRGGGHHHH!))
If I do accept the invitation, can we go frolic in the snow? Will you dress up as Santa and let me sit on your lap? ;)
ReplyDeleteAngel:
ReplyDeleteWherever you do end up? Try not to make a wrong turn at Albuquerque...and I'd avoid Baghdad, if I could help it.
Birthday bash on the 28th, huh? I think I'm working that night, but I'll send something...
Stace:
What? You probably just want HE to show up in thongs and serve drinks and horse doovruhs, right?
Will you send a limo to pick us up at the airport and provide snazzy hotel rooms too?
HE:
Get a life.
Anna:
How could I not add to my question in response to yours: Christmas?
(Hint: My question to you was: "What're you waiting for?")
If there was frolicking in the snow and I was wearing a Santa suit, my lap would be all wet.
Wouldn't it?
Thanks for this great invitation, which is not an invitation at all.
ReplyDeleteHowever, this is so much like you. I am not gonna waste my blood money to stay out of your home and hearth!
As I can't be a boor as a few I know, I wish you a Merry Christmas.
PS: I will see about the NEW Year!
Gautami:
ReplyDeleteIt was just another goofy attempt to share my brand of humour with others in the universe.
Merry Christmas to you too. So you WILL waste your blood money, but only in the new year?