Sujet : Re: OT Rant About Christians.
De : dbrooks (at) *nospam* runforyourlife.org (Dudley Brooks)
Groupes : rec.arts.sf.writtenDate : 27. Sep 2024, 16:37:48
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Organisation : Run For Your Life! ... it's a dance company
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On 9/18/24 9:07 AM, The Horny Goat wrote:
On Mon, 16 Sep 2024 08:43:17 -0700, Paul S Person
<psperson@old.netcom.invalid> wrote:
I don't remember the timing when I was growing up, but a week or so
before sounds right (if only to give time to put the tinsel on one
piece at a time, placed carefully -- /that/ I remember). After New
Year's seems likely for disposing of the tree although it could have
stretched to Epiphany.
We only used tinsel during years we had no cat - we had one incident
where we found a piece of tinsel about 18" dangling from the cat - she
had eaten it and let's just say the tinsel didn't stay in her litter
box. We figured she could badly injure herself if it caught on
something so didn't use it the following year (nor since).
When I was in high school, we had the same thing happen with our fox terrier.
Here's the worst part about *that* story:
I had a new girlfriend, and my mother quickly let me invite her over for dinner. As entertainment, my mother decided to tell the fox terrier / tinsel story -- not the kind of story you usually tell at dinner ... and not the kind of story you imagine telling your girlfriend on a first date.
The kicker: When telling the story, my mother absent-mindedly replaced the dog's name ... with *my* name!
-- Dudley Brooks, Artistic Director Run For Your Life! ... it's a dance company! San Francisco