Snow Magic VI: Schöne Bescherung Teil 3 by munich68 ()
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THX for stopping by and comments on the last one, SM IV. Maybe you wonder about part 3 in its title, no worries folks, part 2 will come along with Christmas Eve!
Well, for today a brand-new one from this year.
To avoid a further chaos with toon reindeers (as you saw in part 1 and tinkling in front of the hooves of the behind was not the only incident), Santa ordered an original Roadrunner squad to get things right this year...
but he didn´t reckon that there a some new loopy friends around for now...and the whole bunch got plastered as hell...
-Grimm (in the right lower corner): Ey, Clausi, need more f*ckin BEER
-Santa: Er, been looking for my car keys...absolute mess here
-Grimm: you don´t need them, you´re driving a sleigh...BEER...old crock
- Santa: KMA
PEEENNNNNYYYYYYY.....where are the three boxes with brandy beans, which should be carried for Mrs. Santa?!?
OMG, Jolande on the left is baked till the peaks of her feathers...
And in the back/middle Vitalis who always needs assist-starting by Borromäa and Hulda when wind speed slows under 12 km/h...
The always excited ostrich lady Mathilda don´t wanna see all the goings-on and hide herself...but before she plugged her pacifier in a warm and cosy place...
Wait a minute! Ostriches do not have pockets?!?
With such friends you need no further enemies!
(at least Marliese, our Bass-Cutty, was so clever to swipe the car keys in advance ;-))
Only language tag because I see nothing visually offending.
In this sense, KEEP SMILIN!!
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♥ Eine fantastische schöne Szene ist das! ~ Süsse Zeit geborgner Gefühle Süsse Zeit geborgner Gefühle Gedanken an die Kinderzeit Mitten im Weltgewühle Leise Herrlichkeit. Noch steh ich da mit Wehmutsschmerz Staunend in der Dämmerung Stunden Getrübt mein Blick vom kalten Herz Klingt vertrauter Klang an alte Wunden. Geige tönt und Flöte Und die Kinder singen Weihnachtlich in der Abendröte. Mein Herz beginnt zu springen. (© Monika Minder)