For Mitchy - A non-Christmas Christmas Post

It was quite a frosty morning this morning. I woke up a bit earlier than usual. Not sure why. Gazed at the frost on the window and realized I need to winterize.

Only three weeks till "holiday" day. Stumbled to the kitchen and turned on the morning news, only to hear an old rerun of a David Frost show from 1976. Weird.

Three weeks:-( Guess I'd better start getting Gomer into training for the big night.

Gomer's my reindeer.

You remember Gomer, right?

Now! Dasher!

Now Dancer!

Now Prancer, and Vixen!

On Comet!

On Cupid!

On Donner and Blixen.

On Gomer!

Out into the frosty morning I went. The grass was heavy and crunchy from the overnight frost, and as I entered the barn, I knew something was wrong.

It didn't take me long to find Gomer, lying in a heap in the corner of his stall. The lack of frosty breath sent a frosty chill up my spine.

Then I remembered the haunting words:

"Enough of the Christmas Posts. That's all I have to say. Anymore and the Reindeer gets it."

The virtual world gone mad. Reaching from around the world, the long arm of the anti-Christmas had found the reindeer and lived up to his promise.

Back to the Frost I turned. I needed a Frost fix, but it mustn't be about ******mas. I could lose Gomer's mate, Chloe.

You remember Chloe right?

Now! Dasher!

Now Dancer!

Now Prancer, and Vixen!

On Comet!

On Cupid!

On Donner and Blixen.

On Gomer!

Now Chloe!

Here's Frost, doing a non ******mas, totally non celebratory tune called Hyperventilate.

You darn well better enjoy it Mitchy, wherever you are.