If I had a job...It'd be a Snow Day!

Hello SnowBlowers,
This has gotta be a quick post because JohnCat and I are going to take our skidoos into Blenheim to pick up a case of Lucky, some Hotrods and some Preparation H for Uncle Krazy Leggs and his posse.
First let me congratulate our friends in the Trailer Park on sucessfully surviving another community Christmas bash. I saw a white car with "RONDEAU" vanity plates driving around the village with a busted taillight and crunchy fender, but I haven't heard of any other casualities. I wasn't invited, but I did get a hold of this invitation..I wish I knew they were doing laundry. I totally would have crashed, even though the Wildgame Buffett doesn't interest me...no smelts, no deal. Pilo used to invite everyone from the Ghetto to the Trailerpark for a Christmas fete; until the year his wife found MaryKay from Lester's and Uncle Krazy mackin' in the garage...that ended it.

Second Up, the Football Pool rivalry is as hot as a bong on a fish-tug. Robby D is breathing right down Turner Burner's neck (I bet he wishes it was Jackie). They are like Sylvester Stallone and Dolf Lundgren in the feel-good movie of 1985 "Rocky IV", the best sequel, sequel sequel ever. It's 154-153!
I'm not evangelical or anything, but I think Erieau has witnessed the first sign of the apocalypse....Deb R. got 12 games last week. If she ever wins money, I'm grabbing a keg of Wildcat and a .22 an holing up in St. Ann's on the Lake to wait for my maker. I predict Turnerburner will only get 12 games right this week and Robby D will tie it up @ 166. Taking on odds on people taking odds... that's derivatively existential I must say!

Finally, Gunner tells me Handsome Richie is thinking of having a NYE bash. It's Casa Richie or the Flea Motel, so be sure to encourage the Rich!

Stay dialled in Freaks...vote for Ken Bell!