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By 'best' I don't necessarily mean monetary value.

Mine was a pink Snoopy bike with a matching basket and horn. It was the perfect bike for a little girl.

Luckily, since I was only 5 'Santa' put some training wheels on it.

Or our Christmas celebration might've taken place in the Emergency Room.

That's mine. What's your's?

outside of just waking up, it would have to be a Lionel Train set right after WWII when my dad found a set somewhere...which was real hard to do.....

Morse

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Quote: Madame Bitters

By 'best' I don't necessarily mean monetary value.

Mine was a pink Snoopy bike with a matching basket and horn. It was the perfect bike for a little girl.

Luckily, since I was only 5 'Santa' put some training wheels on it.

Or our Christmas celebration might've taken place in the Emergency Room.

That's mine. What's your's?

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Great Holiday Topic MB......

My first stereo, a portable black thing, where the speakers could detatch and be separated to different parts of the room. It played 8 track tapes and somehow my mother apparently swallowed her conservative Catholic pride enough to ask the hip record store owner where the "Deep Purple" tapes were. Rock on. Merry Christmas.

I put Simple Simon on my Christmas list when I was six. I've still not got one.

I'm beginning to think Santa doesn't exist.

I am very difficult to buy for at Christmas, because I'm impatient. If there's something I want, I can't wait until Christmas for somebody to get it, and I buy it myself. For this reason, I invariably get music, books or socks for Christmas, and have done for 20 years. I wish at some point somebody would have bought me a CD player, a bookshelf or some feet. I can't wait for the day I can listen to/read/walk in my Christmas presents.

I'm going to have to say the best present was a HUGE bar of Toblerone. I really love Toblerone. I've still got the puncture wound in my top palette from eating that. Oh joy.

Iain

Mine involved me and a teenage girl who wanted to make her boyfriend happy.

Mine wasn't actually at Christmas.

It was when I woke up one morning and saw Mrs Skoob's face beside me.

I resolved to do that every morning.

Now I do.

I'm a happy chappie and no mistake.

Regards

Skoob.

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Quote: Jalapenoman

Mine involved me and a teenage girl who wanted to make her boyfriend happy.

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This isn't some kinda Roman Polanski thing, is it?

I was 17 and she was 16.

At least one of the orifices Polanski used was involved.

"Shalom Poet" told me she loved me, in 1966. Said "yes" to marriage proposal one month later.

As Skoob said, been happy ever since.

-Bureau

The Xmas Day arrest of a bastard who harrassed, threatened and maligned my family after I'd sent him down previously to a custodial sentence for trying to murder a copper.

Sorry if this sounds a bit un-Christmassy, its' a true story.

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Quote: queen mudder

The Xmas Day arrest of a bastard who harrassed, threatened and maligned my family after I'd sent him down previously to a custodial sentence for trying to murder a copper.

Sorry if this sounds a bit un-Christmassy, its' a true story.

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Do we presume you are in the legal profession? It's all coming out gradually. Be careful, after all, the bastard found out where you lived. Cards close to the chest qm always/

A kidney.

Didn't need one - just all my parents (who were transplant surgeons) could rustle up after working three weeks straight before Christmas and Christmas Eve. It was for a sick boy.

I fed it to Dog as a treat.

Hey! That was my kidney! Did the dog like it? It was the one I pissed through the most so it was tender.

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Quote: Lynton

Do we presume you are in the legal profession? It's all coming out gradually. Be careful, after all, the bastard found out where you lived. Cards close to the chest qm always/

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Having blogged for over five years on this site Lynton it's fair to say I have given a few ID clues.

Bet I know what J-Man and a few dozen others round here would like THIS Christmas - especially as a very early prezzie...

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Quote: queen mudder

Bet I know what J-Man and a few dozen others round here would like THIS Christmas - especially as a very early prezzie...

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QM: hope this one is a good one...could be the last recognized by the free world due to PC action.......as for the site....it's teetering on implosion....

don't forget the milk and cookies and dampen the fire....

Maybe the Big Boy will try and squeeze you in, you BAD girl....

Best from Morse

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Quote: Morse


don't forget the milk and cookies and dampen the fire....
Best from Morse

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Milk n cookies never dampen my fire, honeychile!

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Quote: queen mudder

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Quote: Morse


don't forget the milk and cookies and dampen the fire....
Best from Morse

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Milk n cookies never dampen my fire, honeychile!

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you be the yummy mummy!

santa

A train set.

Still have it.

Bring it out every Christmas.

Woo-woo!

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Quote: victor nicholas

A train set.

Still have it.

Bring it out every Christmas.

Woo-woo!

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Vic: mine had smoke pellets....neat! Gore would be pissed!

I don't believe in Father Christmas

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Quote: Jaggedone

I don't believe in Father Christmas

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But Father Christmas believes in you!

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Quote: Morse

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Quote: victor nicholas

A train set.

Still have it.

Bring it out every Christmas.

Woo-woo!

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Vic: mine had smoke pellets....neat! Gore would be pissed!

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Gore doesn't piss...he evaporates it out from all the hot air.

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Quote: Madame Bitters

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Quote: Jaggedone

I don't believe in Father Christmas

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But Father Christmas believes in you!

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You have just given me the will to live, the bridge was to low anyway and my noose was to loose, thanks MB from a depressed JO>

A Tussy vanity set, complete w/mirror, little chair and makeup, when I was about 7.

Wish I had it here in the joint.

Which brings me to.... gift I'd like to have? A joint!

Good topic, MB.