Santa has asked that I thank everybody for their generosity this Christmastime. (He’d have written himself, but he has carpal tunnel syndrome from filling out all the export forms. “But I’m Santa!” doesn’t cut it with the post office, bless them.) Thanks to all of you, there are nine heavy boxes winging their way to Iraq as you read this.
In addition to the goodies mentioned last week, we had a package containing Christmas cards penned by either Santa’s reindeers’ cousins or representatives of the lost tribes of Israel (we couldn’t decide which.) They also sent lots of food and toiletries, including some from an aisle Santa never goes down, and now doesn’t have to. And enough Gold Bond powder for the entire unit!
We got mucho snacks and more DVDs courtesy of Aunty Claus, Santa’s soft-touch sister. Also, a lot of cards from the whole Claus clan (Santa says, “collect them all!”).
One gentleman sent—I’m not kidding—about 40 lbs of snacks: two kinds of jerky (still no reindeer, though), nuts of all descriptions, chips, candy (good stuff, too), the works. Santa thanks him, but Santa’s back doesn’t!
One charming lady sent a box containing a mix of items: edible, playable, and readable. Santa was sorely tempted by the Buddy Bars enclosed—the greatest chocolate wafer/peanut butter snack ever created (so leave some out for him next week with the milk!)—but as Outlaw will see, they remain unopened.
A few more boxes arrived today which haven’t been opened yet, so it seems like Outlaw and his pals will be having a “Twelve Days of Christmas” kind of celebration this year.
Oh and Outlaw? Merry Christmas from the staff and customers at the post office.
Seeing all those boxes going to you guys made their day, too.
I sent out my Outlaw care package a few days ago, so hopefully it’s arrived by now.
After mailing it, I went home and told my wife, “there’s a bunch of soldiers who are going to be really happy when they see my package!” And for some reason she laughed and said something about doubling my entendre. I dunno, she’s weird.
Well, there might be some French soldiers who would love to see your package.
Everyone in the mailroom saw your package today, Jimmy.
Reading about the generosity of all here has brought a big smile to this blogger’s face. Thanks and Merry Christmas to all! And thanks to you
MikeSanta for all the hard work!Hail, Hail Threedonia and a Merry Christmas to our soldiers defending our land overseas, and working to ensure that free loving Iraqi and Afghani citizens have a safe and prosperous New Year!
Thank you, Mike for getting the shipment together. Sorry about Santa’s back too.
The loud ‘oof!’ when he lifted it was mostly for comic effect, I’m sure.
I told Santa to suck it up.
Thanks again to everyone, I will update y’all when the stuff gets here.
Merry Christmas, you old building and loan!
Hee haw and Merry Christmas, Outlaw!
Lost tribes of Israel.
Darn it! I should’ve trusted Santa’s instincts.