…comes at the most unexpected moments.
On the drive out to Wheeling to see his relatives, in a moment of insanity brought on by an over-the-top small-town Christmas display — I kid you not, the doghouse was outlined in lights and had a small nativity scene out front — Brett gave me a story idea.
Sid. Christmas.
MUAHAHAhahahaahahahahaha….
(and if there’s ANYONE who thinks that I’m gonna haul off with the stereotypical “True Meaning of Christmas” bullshit…you don’t know me very well. MUAHAHAHAhahahahahahahahaa….)
Across The Shadows 