Anything that had you laughing out loud or crying into your beer?

Did you forget to serve the sprouts or did you reduce your pudding to cinders?

Put all your Christmas Trivia here ;)

My son was setting up my grandson's new mobile phone for him and he said "what's the date mum?" :laugh:

I guess you had to be here for this one, but my daughter who is thirteen, I might add, had us rolling up. We were talking about Gold Frankincense and Myrrh and I asked Kirby what Myrrh was. He didn't know so I asked Alyssa and she said well it was something that was given to the baby Jesus by the Three Kings, and then said it was also something slimey found on trees. Of course we were all puzzled at that point until she said that it grandad had told her it was and it was green. Of course we then realised she was talking about moss, but had totally got it muddled up. It was hilarious. You just have to know my daughter and what an airhead she can be sometimes. She is actually quite intelligent but has her head in the clouds the majority of times.:laugh:

BTW Crit, I've been known to ask the dates on obvious days also. :blush:

Spencer got a Razor scooter and rode it all over the house till Midnight...mind you my house is in a state of remodling and I have 1950's CRAP lino that we cannot pull up due to the possiblity of asbestos, so it must be covered with luan and carpet and/or new lino. But he was having a blast and I couldn't help but laughing at his delight. On a low note....I'm sick!:cry: Sore throat, coughing, generally feeling like fekkkkkkkkk! No docs open and I'd rather die than go to the ER!!! Hope everyone had a great time!!

p.s. Tiggs, I've got one of those very smart airheads myself!!:wink2:

My son sounding ever so posh and asking my Dad to dance by saying, "Grandad, will you step onto the dance floor"

Just to let you know, we aren't posh and mum and dad haven't got a dance floor in their house. They just live above a masonic hall and are basically the caretakers of said hall, but it means we get to use all the rooms whilst we are here, hence why my kids have been running around like maniacs for the last few days.

My son sounding ever so posh and asking my Dad to dance by saying, "Grandad, will you step onto the dance floor"

Just to let you know, we aren't posh and mum and dad haven't got a dance floor in their house. They just live above a masonic hall and are basically the caretakers of said hall, but it means we get to use all the rooms whilst we are here, hence why my kids have been running around like maniacs for the last few days.

Can't they be a hoot Andrea!!!!:kid: :wink2:

My son sounding ever so posh and asking my Dad to dance by saying, "Grandad, will you step onto the dance floor"

Just to let you know, we aren't posh and mum and dad haven't got a dance floor in their house. They just live above a masonic hall and are basically the caretakers of said hall, but it means we get to use all the rooms whilst we are here, hence why my kids have been running around like maniacs for the last few days.

it's alright Andrea ... we know you're not posh!! :kid:

My aunt bought my gran and papa a DVD player for Christmas. My papa then went around everyone saying that my aun had given them a "VD for Christmas" :wacko:

Not a howler but two very sweet moments concerning my middle neice...she's 3...

Her friend came to visit on Christmas Eve and my neice took a full ten minutes or so discussing the various tree decorations in great depth with her totally captivated pal whose eyes grew wider with each new discovery.

The second moment was being told, very politely, by my neice in these words: 'You may only have one more chocolate and then you must put the lid back on as that is quite enough.' ......ooooo I thought...she certainly didn't learn to speak that proper from my brother...must be her mother! :wacko:

I think the howler of the day had to be when middle buzzlet was opneing his presents and came to the one his friend from school had given him and he announced in front of the outlaws that 'he felt like a right prick walking home from school carrying this':blush:

OOOopppppssss

Larf! I blame the father, obviously. ******.

I can't work out if this is funny or not - I found it side splittingly funny mainly cos I was the culprit - but it wasn't my fault!!

On the 23rd my boss presented me with 3 carrier bags full of Xmas pressies destined for his wife and asked me to wrap them.

I identified in the bundle of goodies what were the 'real' pressies and the 'jokey' ones [bear in mind there were some 37 presents]. But in the bundle there was an 87p pan scrubber, and some gardening gloves, and gardening secatuers, amongst other things like ski equipment, cd's, electrical stuff and gorgeous bathtime goodies, no real stunningly fabulous 'major' pressie.

Anyway I spent a very happy 2 hours wrapping the presents out of the 3 carrier bags - diligentaly wrapping the 'real' pressies' in lovely parcels, and the jokey stuff in just bog standard wrapping.

****** take a drink and relax*********

This then takes us till today - the first time I have talked in earnest to, indeed seen, my boss since Xmas Day - despite the fact I have been into work this week in the house itself - [he was off shooting on Wednesday]. He said that he and his wife and family had the hoots when his wife had opened two presents [amongst the 37] I had 'inadvertantly' wrapped.

They were two obvious small packets of 'mens' disposable razor heads!!!

Thankfully she has a stunningly stoical SOH!!!

Well Flip, you did the best under the circumstances!!! Plus they had a laugh so all should be well!! How funny!!:kid:

They were two obvious small packets of 'mens' disposable razor heads!!!



Go on admit it Flip...they were a gift to you from the boss and you just threw 'em back in his face! :devil:

I'm sorry Flip, but I'm still incandescent with rage that he expected you to wrap up HIS wife's Christmas presents!!! Whether you were happy to do it or not is besides the point!

Oh God you let mke me howl!
Flip as the 87p pan scrubber a real present then?!

I did some howlng watching my wee niece dancing to her new PCD CD.
She knows all the moves to the song don't cha.
it was the look of horror on my brothers face that made me howl, utter disgust at his 4 year old wigglng her bum and asking don' tcha wish your girlfriend was hot like me.

Then I howled at my mum. We were playing the game where you have to guess who you are. She is partiall sighted so was screwing up her eyes at my forehead and then turned to my sis in law and said in a loud voice does that say Peter stringfellow, so then I had to be someone else.
All her guesses at who she was were so pants, in the end we gave her a pen and paper to remember the answers she had.
The best one though was when she asked if she was a news editor during the war. I told her that it was to narrow a question, becasue that narrowed it down to just five years.
So her next question was "Am I a news editor from the year 1939!!!"
After all that she was Bart Simspon

Flippy - I agree with Dol, you were not hired at the chief wrapper upper - get him to do himself next year!!

A few years ago we had Christmas round at Mr B's mums and she always has under the tree presents that are usually really daft and silly pressies - anyway she got the middle grandchildre who would have been about 8 or 9 to hand them out. On the label it stated that these presents were from The Elves but my neice misread it and told us that they were from Elvis! :laugh::w00t:

btw Bob, your mum sounds a right scream now we know where you get it from!! :laugh: