LETS HAVE A NEW CHRISTMAS STORY ....... (39)
Mirodenia: If I have to chose I preffer to dream about my dream man.
Oh, is he alive or he died waiting for me and hanging himself?
Oh, is he alive or he died waiting for me and hanging himself?
What happened to the handsome fireman in burnt pants, Miro?
I'm confused....it seems that Miro's perfect man is a fireman, hanging from the escape pole, with his pants on fire....an image suitable to a Dali painting....typically Miro...rather than Dali...haha...
MARTI: What happened to the handsome fireman in burnt pants, Miro?
Mind you them firemen have a way how to hold on to the escape pole especially the firewomen in hot pants
Look ma!!!...no hands!!!....
MARTI: Mind you them firemen have a way how to hold on to the escape pole especially the firewomen in hot pants
Lagoona22: Look ma!!!...no hands!!!....
Yiiii.....haaaaa!!haha
watch out..here i come...
I said fireman in pants on fire!
And who's continue the story here?
And who's continue the story here?
Mirodenia: I said fireman in pants on fire!
And who's continue the story here?
And who's continue the story here?
Okay..... So the fireman arrived with his pants on fire .. the castle was burning .... and Bibilika and the old codger had to be rescued!
He threw the old codger out the window and threw Bibilika over his shoulder ......... but first he threw off his burning pants, then with Bibilika over his shoulder he screamed out the window "Here comes another one!" and out she went. The naked fireman landed beside her in the rose bushes. They had missed the trampoline thing the other firemen were holding - the old man was being bounced around on it and screaming with delight, just as well the two youngers had landed not in the trampoline!
Bibilika now had a huge problem on her hands, and it was imbedded with rose thorns! "Sprechen sie Deutsch?" asked the Fireman. "No no, I speak only Bulgarian" said Bibilika. "Oh wunderbar!" cried the Fireman ... "A foreign woman, at last!" "No no, I am not foreign woman! You are foreign man" shrieked Bibilika. "Come come, mein darlink ... pooool mein rosa torns outa mein fleisch würst, bitte? .. and then I tell you WHO I am realy truly" and he winked at her ............................
smoky: Okay..... So the fireman arrived with his pants on fire .. the castle was burning .... and Bibilika and the old codger had to be rescued!
He threw the old codger out the window and threw Bibilika over his shoulder ......... but first he threw off his burning pants, then with Bibilika over his shoulder he screamed out the window "Here comes another one!" and out she went. The naked fireman landed beside her in the rose bushes. They had missed the trampoline thing the other firemen were holding - the old man was being bounced around on it and screaming with delight, just as well the two youngers had landed not in the trampoline!
Bibilika now had a huge problem on her hands, and it was imbedded with rose thorns! "Sprechen sie Deutsch?" asked the Fireman. "No no, I speak only Bulgarian" said Bibilika. "Oh wunderbar!" cried the Fireman ... "A foreign woman, at last!" "No no, I am not foreign woman! You are foreign man" shrieked Bibilika. "Come come, mein darlink ... pooool mein rosa torns outa mein fleisch würst, bitte? .. and then I tell you WHO I am realy truly" and he winked at her ............................
He threw the old codger out the window and threw Bibilika over his shoulder ......... but first he threw off his burning pants, then with Bibilika over his shoulder he screamed out the window "Here comes another one!" and out she went. The naked fireman landed beside her in the rose bushes. They had missed the trampoline thing the other firemen were holding - the old man was being bounced around on it and screaming with delight, just as well the two youngers had landed not in the trampoline!
Bibilika now had a huge problem on her hands, and it was imbedded with rose thorns! "Sprechen sie Deutsch?" asked the Fireman. "No no, I speak only Bulgarian" said Bibilika. "Oh wunderbar!" cried the Fireman ... "A foreign woman, at last!" "No no, I am not foreign woman! You are foreign man" shrieked Bibilika. "Come come, mein darlink ... pooool mein rosa torns outa mein fleisch würst, bitte? .. and then I tell you WHO I am realy truly" and he winked at her ............................
"Kolko mi e dobre v razete ti" said Bibica "Vetche ne me bolyat ot tezi rani.Otnesi me,darling, daletche ot toi starik!Let us be only you and I"
jan45: "Kolko mi e dobre v razete ti" said Bibica "Vetche ne me bolyat ot tezi rani.Otnesi me,darling, daletche ot toi starik!Let us be only you and I"
Smoky and Jan, number one tonight!
Great stories both of you.
I liked especially the wurst of Smoky and razete ti of Jan!
We leave Bibilika picking thorns out of the naked Firemans wurst, and the old man bouncing on the trampoline...... they both going nowhere.
The young heroine of the story is still in the kitchen. She is making food for Christmas day. Piles of food. She has no idea that the old man and Bibilika are out in the garden and about to be removed to the local insane asylum. The fire in the castle is out. All is well.
She sings as she bakes. Suddenly, there is a knocking at the door. "Now who could that be?" says she, wiping her hands on her apron and going to the door.
"Good morning mam" and there stands this 6ft man, tanned and healthy, dressed in blue jeans, no shirt, and a baseball cap .... "My name is Johnny Cash, and I lost all my money when my Volley Ball Team ran out on me. Could you spare a bit of food to feed a hungry fella?" and with that his blue eyes sparkled as he smiled charmingly............................and he leaned against the doorpost with one shoulder, casually hooking his thumb in his jeans pocket and grinning at her ...............................
The young heroine of the story is still in the kitchen. She is making food for Christmas day. Piles of food. She has no idea that the old man and Bibilika are out in the garden and about to be removed to the local insane asylum. The fire in the castle is out. All is well.
She sings as she bakes. Suddenly, there is a knocking at the door. "Now who could that be?" says she, wiping her hands on her apron and going to the door.
"Good morning mam" and there stands this 6ft man, tanned and healthy, dressed in blue jeans, no shirt, and a baseball cap .... "My name is Johnny Cash, and I lost all my money when my Volley Ball Team ran out on me. Could you spare a bit of food to feed a hungry fella?" and with that his blue eyes sparkled as he smiled charmingly............................and he leaned against the doorpost with one shoulder, casually hooking his thumb in his jeans pocket and grinning at her ...............................
Suddenly a big old man appeared in front of her.His white beard didn t respond to his red bermudas and yellow T shirt."How awful" said the old man," There were something wrong with my Ryan flight.I ve come from Laplandia."
jan45: Suddenly a big old man appeared in front of her.His white beard didn t respond to his red bermudas and yellow T shirt."How awful" said the old man," There were something wrong with my Ryan flight.I ve come from Laplandia."
Hold it right there Jan! ...... She was on the back of a motor bike ........?
smoky: Hold it right there Jan! ...... She was on the back of a motor bike ........?
She had a fall from the motor bike on a sharp curve.
smoky: Hold it right there Jan! ...... She was on the back of a motor bike ........?
Oh of course! Silly me ... not realising that! Ok. So, this fat guy dressed in red from Laplandia has appeared - sort of lost like........
"Wot you got in that big bag you carrying on your back, old man?" she asked......
....And now we really have a problem,Bulgaria,Belgravia,a new Pub plus Obese Old Harry.All sorts of loose ends.
Conrad73: ....And now we really have a problem,Bulgaria,Belgravia,a new Pub plus Obese Old Harry.All sorts of loose ends.
But no!A true Christmas story have to finish with a happy end.
So,the owner of the pub went out at the back of the counter and said:"What s wrong with you,beautiful girl?"
"The problem is inside me" said Bibilika,"I m so naive and I d like to marry to a rich man,you know!"
"I m not too rich,but I own a bar" said the man "The Old Harry was my father,but he died.Now this bar is mine.I m so lonely!Let s get together!"
"Yes" said Bibilika,"But I d ask a special Xmas gift from you :Let s all Cs members/EU section/ feel free and coming here whenever they like!"
"OK" said the young Harry"Let it be!"
So Harry and Bibilika got married and the all CS members went in this Pub for their parties.
Merry Christmas for all of them!
Santa Claus brother – more known as Santa Lucia, but that was his secret – decided to take a detour on his way back to Lapponia. This time leaving out the option of a cheap but less accurate flight and instead travel all the way by bike. Almost as a snow scooter but with wheels, he thought to himself.
The little red Piaggio he got went swiftly among the trees and hills but had the need of refuelling every now and then.
Well, it did not turn out better than at one point he found himself stranded with not petrol left in the tank and not a station in sight. He sat down at the side of the road, leaning towards some wooden boxes.
Suddenly he heard a light voice talking to him: You will get a cold bum sitting there, and you are heating up our home, and wakes us up.
He looked around himself but could see no one. Was he asleep and dreaming?
Here, silly bearded man! The voice insisted.
He looked closer to where the voice came from and found a small bee staring at him from the opening of the wooden crate.
– Are you a honey bee? He asked, not suprised a bee could talk, being used to the magic world of S:t C.
- No, why do you get that idea? Of course I am, stupid. Why are you sitting here?
- I ran out of petrol.
- Ah, all right, just second, but you will have to promise you get up and leave if I sort this out for you!
- You sort this out? You are a bee!?
The bee did not answer, instead it returned into the crate and soon a buzz of bees could be heard. Seconds later they all flew out of the crate and went into his petrol tank.
Soon they were back, and the little be told him to try it now.
Well, he did, and sure enough, the bike started.
– What did you put in the tank? He wanted to know.
The bee looked at him, and then said ….
BP, of course
The little red Piaggio he got went swiftly among the trees and hills but had the need of refuelling every now and then.
Well, it did not turn out better than at one point he found himself stranded with not petrol left in the tank and not a station in sight. He sat down at the side of the road, leaning towards some wooden boxes.
Suddenly he heard a light voice talking to him: You will get a cold bum sitting there, and you are heating up our home, and wakes us up.
He looked around himself but could see no one. Was he asleep and dreaming?
Here, silly bearded man! The voice insisted.
He looked closer to where the voice came from and found a small bee staring at him from the opening of the wooden crate.
– Are you a honey bee? He asked, not suprised a bee could talk, being used to the magic world of S:t C.
- No, why do you get that idea? Of course I am, stupid. Why are you sitting here?
- I ran out of petrol.
- Ah, all right, just second, but you will have to promise you get up and leave if I sort this out for you!
- You sort this out? You are a bee!?
The bee did not answer, instead it returned into the crate and soon a buzz of bees could be heard. Seconds later they all flew out of the crate and went into his petrol tank.
Soon they were back, and the little be told him to try it now.
Well, he did, and sure enough, the bike started.
– What did you put in the tank? He wanted to know.
The bee looked at him, and then said ….
BP, of course
APPLAUSE.....
TWO great endings.....
...And everyone lived happily ever after!
HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE....
THE END (?)
TWO great endings.....
...And everyone lived happily ever after!
HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE....
THE END (?)
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If I have to chose I preffer to dream about my dream man.
Oh, is he alive or he died waiting for me and hanging himself?