Christmas is coming Scotts Porsche has a flat
You know who's with the 6 dwarves so no more said about that
Paintbrush has all 4 gifts neatly under her tree
With her S Drive now brimming with ...pple filled tea (coffee didn't rhyme)
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Erics dogs got a new bone, Phills given milk to his cat (well who knows)
Jo Anns throwing snowballs at Inger in her wooly hat
George Barons on the telly James T. Kirks ships on the tree
So here's merry Christmas from Bah Humbug, thats me.

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Apologies to anyone I have missed out
I will be back some time with another, of that there's no doubt


Ps awfull lot of HMMMMMMMMMMMM ah yes the offending carriage return that didn't work

Viv has finally got out of his tank
and had a hair-do, now looks like a punk (nearly a rhyme)
... can't think of any more...

Nice Viv!

I have an update if anyone wants more "Bren, Steven Alford, Janys, "and a few more, just a bit of light entertainment after yesterdays fiasco

Bring it on!!!!!

Good one Viv.

Santa and his elves are going to visit Viv.
Cookies, milk or coffee she is ready to give
When Santa comes down the chimney and sees’ her wild hair
He will take his CC software gifts and not leave them there.

Yesterday's fiasco??

I have one, I like the whoosh sound (from paintbrush's siggie ) of the AK47 bullets rushing past my ear, but you guys didn't give me a chance to use it..... just kidding. But wait that didn't rhyme. Oh well, I'm a terrible poet.

'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Well, except for Scott, who was starting to grouse.
Problems here, questions over there...
Makes him want to pull out his hair!

But instead, what does he do?
Lots of gifts he does share!
All sorts of goodies for me and for you!
Maybe even something to wear?

Viv, the happy webmaster
had a very shiny pc.
And if you ever saw it,
you would even say it's a tease.

All of the other webmasters
used to laugh and call him names.
They never let poor Viv
code any CSS3.

Then one dark and dreary night
Scott came to say:
"Viv with your pc so bright,
won't you code my site tonight?"

Then all the webmasters loved him
as they shouted out with glee,
Viv the happy webmaster,
you'll go down in history!

Looks like we're all taking Monday off!