Thread: What did you get for Christmas?

Got a 12K grit Naniwa stone and a new strop.

Originally Posted by RedGladiator

I got 1kg of Cella soap, a feather DX folding and 200 problades.
First time trying cella, really liking it.
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★Merry Christmas and Happy New Year★

First And Foremost; I love what you did using the keyboard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Secondly I hope you don't mind if I hijack your thread a bit.

While this has been out there for many years I do hope that all will enjoy!

Christmas with Louise

As a joke, my brother used to hang a pair of panty hose over his fireplace before Christmas. He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them.

What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning, although Jay's kids' stockings were overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty.

One year I decided to make his dream come true. I put on sunglasses and went in search of an inflatable love doll. They don't sell those things at Wal-Mart. I had to go to an adult bookstore downtown. If you've never been in an X-rated store, don't go. You'll only confuse yourself. I was there an hour saying things like, "What does this do?" "You're kidding me!" "Who would buy that?"

Finally, I made it to the inflatable doll section. I wanted to buy a standard, uncomplicated doll that could also substitute as a passenger in my truck so I could use the car pool lane during rush hour.

Finding what I wanted was difficult. Love dolls come in many different models. The top of the line, according to the side of the box, could do things I'd only seen in a book on animal husbandry. I settled for ‘Lovable Louise’. She was at the bottom of the price scale. To call Louise a ‘doll’ took a huge leap of imagination.

On Christmas Eve, with the help of an old bicycle pump, Louise came to life.

My sister-in-law was in on the plan and let me in during the wee morning hours, long after Santa had come and gone, I filled the dangling pantyhose with Louise's pliant legs and bottom. I also ate some cookies and drank what remained of a glass of milk on a nearby tray. I went home and giggled for a couple of hours.

The next morning my brother called to say that Santa had been to his house and left a present that had made him VERY happy but had left the dog confused. She would bark, start to walk away, then come back and bark some more. We all agreed that Louise should remain in her panty hose so the rest of the family could admire her when they came over for the traditional Christmas dinner.

My grandmother noticed Louise the moment she walked in the door. "What the hell is that?" she asked. My brother quickly explained, "It's a doll."

"Who would play with something like that?" Granny snapped. I had several candidates in mind, but kept my mouth shut. "Where are her clothes?" Granny continued. "Boy, that turkey sure smells nice, Gram," Jay said, trying to steer her into the dining room. But Granny was relentless. "Why doesn't she have any teeth?" Again, I could have answered, but why would I? It was Christmas and no one wanted to ride in the back of the ambulance saying, "Hang on Granny! Hang on!"

My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said, "Hey, who's the naked gal by the fireplace?" I told him she was Jay's friend. A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel, talking to Louise. Not just talking, but actually flirting. It was then that we realized this might be Grandpa's last Christmas at home.

The dinner went well. We made the usual small talk about who had died, who was dying, and who should be killed, when suddenly Louise made a noise that sounded a lot like my father in the bathroom in the morning. Then she lurched from the panty hose, flew around the room twice, and fell in a heap in front of the sofa. The cat screamed. I passed cranberry sauce through my nose, and Grandpa ran across the room, fell to his knees, and began administering mouth to mouth resuscitation. My brother fell back over his chair and wet his pants and Granny threw down her napkin, stomped out of the room, and sat in the car.

It was indeed a Christmas to treasure and remember.

Later in my brother's garage, we conducted a thorough examination to decide the cause of Louise's collapse. We discovered that Louise had suffered from a hot ember to the back of her right thigh. Fortunately, thanks to a wonder drug called duct tape, we restored her to perfect health. Louise went on to star in several bachelor party movies.

I think Grandpa still calls her.

Who can resist a love story? *sniffs*

Originally Posted by Redcane

Andrew,

Anyway your mother would be nice enough to share the pattern for that and material? Thanks buddy.

+1, great present.

Originally Posted by gssixgun

She got me the one with the Camera, and the extra Battery I am looking forward to seeing what the deep dark recesses of the property look like heheheMaybe by Summer I will feel confident enough to fly it off the boat. Now that would be really cool

I have the parrot version, the ARDrone, and except in really strong gusts, its a blast. Buy some extra props and cross members if you can though.. Post some aerials of the homestead..Cheers.

I got a Merkur Slant, a selection of Coate's Superior Cream Soaps, an Apache Strata, and a 7 day "Rose" Straight Set.

I must have been very good this year...

Originally Posted by Moosiker

I got a Merkur Slant, a selection of Coate's Superior Cream Soaps, an Apache Strata, and a 7 day "Rose" Straight Set.

I must have been very good this year...

How about some pics? Mainly the razors, but I'll take what I can get.

I got St. Charles Shave Sandalwood soap, AS, ASB, and EDT. A couple of nice hooded sweatshirts, long underwear, socks, and a twelve pack of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. Almost forgot my brother and sister-in-law got me a gift certificate to SRD.

Not to shabby.

I got this flashlight for my pocket & this Guy harvey T-Shirt.

Gee I think you would qualify to drive my convertible in that T shirt

,,,and I would drive it,,,,,,,,,,,
In high school I worked at a hotel in Boone, as assistant maintence man(sweep the parking lot when needed) as I played sports, the hotel owner Big Bill, also owned a couple of Big Daddy Lounges in Ft. Lauderdale. He handled the vending machine business to the local ski resorts in that area of North Carolina. His beautiful young wife owned a Cadillac El Dorado convertible in about every color made. I, 17 years old, got to drive them around Boone for fun. One summer Big Bill said to me, "Boy you really do like driving those Caddys. Since summer is here, you can drive a Caddy to Ft. Lauderdale every other week & bring back a different color for the ole lady (his 25 year old wife). Have fun for a few days, I'll even give you a little spend money too." Man, I was excited. When I went home & told my old man about my new summer job of driving to Florida, he just stared at me & stated, "No way in h*ll."
Back to sweeping the parking lot.