tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8823072.post-1128824798104043752005-10-08T22:22:00.000-04:002005-10-09T12:24:11.396-04:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">*</span><br /><br />In London, they've come up with a code of conduct for Santa Claus:<br /><br /><ul><li>cannot wear red suit to Target store openings</li><br /><br /><li>must comb the Weetabix crumbs out of one's beard before every appearance</li><br /><br /><li>may not use elves for heavy lifting or construction of an in-ground pool</li><br /><br /><li>must pleasure Mrs. Claus prior to departure on eve of December 24th</li><br /><br /><li>must be vigilant about scooping up reindeer droppings</li><br /><br /><li>must periodically check naughty/nice list; update accordingly</li><br /><br /><li>December 26: dry-clean suit; give elves bonus; sort through cookie gifts and discard those with protruding nails</li></ul><p><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">*<br /></span><br />They're certainly busy with important matters in London. Now they're looking for the ugliest vegetable, in a year-long competition. Does Camilla qualify?<br /><br /></p>deadbrillianthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07655031002388400199noreply@blogger.com