As it’s the party season, and many of us have far too many miles between us to ever meet in real life, I thought I would hold a little shin ding on here next week to wish everybody a very Merry Christmas.
I don’t know what night it will be, so keep your diaries open and your glad rags on standby, and join me in a little celebratory drinkie, where we can toast each other and watch Ubergrumpy do his Queen karaoke (I have it on good authority that he does a mean Freddie Mercury).
All we hear is (CLAP CLAP) Radio Ga Ga (CLAP CLAP) Radio Goo Goo (CLAP CLAP)
Gifts for the blog owner are not compulsory, but festive cheer and goodwill to all are a must.
So keep your eyes peeled and your sensibilities in check (JenJen, my stern gaze is looking at you. No getting shit faced and telling everyone “I bloody loves you. You’re my best mate you are.”) and pop your head in and say “Hi” if you get a chance.
Warm and festive Christmas hugs.
In case any of you funny people think this is me, it's not.
It's the reason why retards and movie making software shouldn't mix.
10 comments:
Wow...a party where I can have fun, not dress up nor dodge drunk drivers on my way home. :)
Just please tell me it won't be on the 21st. I must attend [live and in person] the British Wives Christmas Tea that evening. I know, past tea time but it's the thought that counts.
We'll be using toasts from England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales to get us into the spirit, even though the toasting spirit will be non-alcoholic.
I'll check back later.
A chance to party--you can count on me! stop by my blog and check hubby and I do a little hip-hop to jingle bells!
Yeah! I've been waiting for my first blogger party! I can't wait to have a bit of Christmas cheer along the way. I can't wait to hear Urber sing, and I could maybe do a duet with him! It's not far to go, because you're already in my living room every day! So kick off your shoes, and let's have some Festive fun!
I'm really looking forward to it!
Thank you for the invite...and I promise not to try to limbo dance with my neck brace on!
So what you're saying is that you'd like me to comment whilst carrying a bag of Twiglets some time next week?
Alright then.
No, karaoke man. For the love of all that is good in life, no. Unless it's electric karaoke, which is something I invented where contestants are hooked up to the mains and if they try to sing like Celine Dion or something or if they cover a cliche song ("I WILL SURVIVE" anyone?) they get shot with a trillion volts. It's way more entertaining than normal karaoke but you need to clean up the urine more often...
Can I bring my Mum?
Yay a party. Can I bring extra mulled wine?
Kate xx
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count me in..
Oh excellent. Will prepare my most outrageous hat and party piece.
Can't wait!
Snot.
you're getting coal.
I NEVER say "bloody" and you know it.
So piss off and count me in.
baci
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