Comments on: Candy Cane Flavored Candy!

By: Tiare

Tiare — Wed, 13 Dec 2006 06:27:02 +0000

I remember one year, just once, I went looking for the presents just like any other naughty kid. And I found them. Unwrapped. It was too easy, they were in the closet. I felt so excited in having found them, and the cool Alladin and Barbie stuff I was going to get.
Then, Christmas day, I remember opening presents and thinking, “Shit. This isn’t nearly as fun as it usually is because I know what everything is already.”
And I never went looking again. To this day, I still place high value on the thrill of the surprise.

By: Old E

Old E — Mon, 11 Dec 2006 19:34:16 +0000

Well my family has totally had a tradition of the Christmas Pand for the last 13 years. Some commercial ripped off of our family tradition, so most people scoff as soon as they hear about this story. I forget what product the commercial was for, but our whole family feels robbed as a result. Being that it is almost impossible to trademark family traditions, we have had to swallow the bittersweet pill that is having precious family moments used for profit by some dastardly company. Anywho, we set out in 1993 to a costume shop for a Santa suit to make all the young kids piss themselves in amazement. The only costume shop that still had a Santa suit this late in the year (we didn’t even call until December 20th) was a good two hour drive from any of us. We decided to make the trek anyway as it was our only hope to get that suit. When we get to the shop, the lady over the phone thought we called in to reserve a PANDA SUIT instead of a SANTA SUIT. There was no Santa suit in the whole store obviously, and we were stuck coming back home empty handed. I decided to rent the PANDA SUIT anyways and just make do from there. The Christmas Panda was born that Christmas Eve at the family party. We decided it would be better to make this a surprise for everyone. I wanted to see the look on Grandma’s face when she saw the Santa Suit workaround. Everyone sat on the floor of my Aunt’s game room and waited eagerly shouting “who is that” and “I think I hear Jingle Bells”. No you didn’t, no one heard any bells. Quit lying to the children all ready. In walks the biggest, blackest, and happy facedest Panda the world has ever seen. The kids went nuts, doing ad-lib Panda breakdances right on the carpet. Cheers were lifted to the heavens as presents poured out of the Newly crowned bear’s sack. Christmas Panda was king with the kids. This must seriously have been the coolest shit they had ever seen. Grandma on the other hand… not so much. They were pissed that the money we were sent with for a Santa Suit was spent on this obviously not Christmas-ish in any way Panda getup. The kids loved the Panda so much that we ended up having to BUY the Panda suit, and it is still worn every Christmas Eve since. Since then the Panda has gained Christmas accessories making him more seasonable, but it is still the same junk suit. I love this memory because it reminds me of how a family is able to overcome obstacles when there is love and togetherness involved. So go stick that in a Hallmark Card and rip off another of my precious family memories. We WILL remember who you are Mr. Company, and the Christmas Panda will exact his yule tide revenge.

By: mandy_Reeves

mandy_Reeves — Mon, 11 Dec 2006 00:17:47 +0000

woohooo I got a comment from Kuse on myspace!

My Pop pop told us to leave piza and beer for santa lol, just to mess around with us….

oh btw Matt, i wish i had a thing of this to send you to blog about, but one year at a raft show, i picked p a tiny baggie of mini marshmallows, and it had a poem about it being SNOWMAN POOP! too funny…they threw in a bag of glitter too and called it reindeer food…it had granola and glitter

By: Ragnarok

Ragnarok — Mon, 11 Dec 2006 00:15:40 +0000

I’d just like to reiterate what Mystie just said.

By: Jess

Jess — Mon, 11 Dec 2006 00:09:52 +0000

by the way Mista Snowman is a punk-ass bitch. Just my thoughts on things.

By: Jess

Jess — Mon, 11 Dec 2006 00:08:42 +0000

Ah thank you Matt. You really are out-doing yourself this year with the calendar. what with all the myspace cross-over and extremely in depth story. It’s almost like a soap opera. I’m expecting Legotron to go into a coma or something…

By: colls

colls — Mon, 11 Dec 2006 00:00:21 +0000

i love james lipton.

to join into the “when i knew santa was a fraud” discussion, when i was about seven i was putting out chocolate chip cookies for santa, and my mom stopped me and said “i think santa would rather have jingles tonight”. when i asked her how she knew, she kinda froze and said “he called and told me”.

now i want jingles. mmmmmm anise and sprinkles!