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Walking, up-hill, thru life, here in Forestburg,SD population 80(eighty).....making adjustments, as needed, along the journey.....please join me from time, to time.....

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Merry Christmas Email...........

I will be making a conscious effort to wish everyone a Merry Christmas this year ...
My way of saying that I am celebrating the birth Of Jesus Christ.
So I am asking my email buddies, if you agree with me, to please do the same.
And if you'll pass this on to your email buddies, and so on...
maybe we can prevent one more American tradition from being lost in the sea of "Political Correctness".

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Jose Cuervo Christmas Cookies

1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups of dried fruit
1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila
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Sample the Cuervo to check quality. Take a large bowl,check the Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality,pour one level cup and drink.
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Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.
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Add one peastoon of sugar. Beat again. At this point it's best to make sure the Cuervo is still ok, try another cup just in case.
Turn off the mixerer thingy.
Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit.
Pick the frigging fruit off the floor.
Mix on the turner.
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If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaters just pry it loose with a drewscriver.
Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity.
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Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Who geeves a sheet. Check the Jose.
Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts.
Add one table.
Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find.
Greash the oven.
Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.
Don't forget to beat off the turner.
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Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish theCose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the wishdasher.
Cherry Mistmas !

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Winter

It's winter in South Dakota
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love South Dakota
When the snow's up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around
I could never leave South Dakota
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!