Sometimes I get grumpy, and when I do my wife puts me in the doghouse -- literally, according to my Secret Santa.
About this creation
What's a guy to do? I was sent to the store for potatoes and came back with potato chips -- is that enough to put in the doghouse with the wife? You bet! Especially since my doghouse comes equipped with a secret lair. Sometimes I'll do something stupid just to get sent to the doghouse (that way I can watch football or sci fi movies). I'll even go there just to read a book (you do know what reading is, don't you Johnny MOCpages?)
Anyway, my Secret Santa made it; now you get to guess who Santa is! For those of you playing along at home, get a pen and $50 American. Tuck the cash in the envelope and send it to me at .... oops, wrong game!
So here's the game. You guess, and on December 25 or 26 we'll reveal who built what.
VirtuaLUG Members playing the game:
Dave and Stacy Sterling
Dave and Devon Kaleta (is that a done deal now, Bats?)
Stu Delahay (Delatron 3000)
There is one thing I promise you'll never guess (No, Luke in Des Moines, I didn't hide it in the breadbox) and that is how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie pop. No, it's not three.
A hearty thank you to Santa, and a Merry Christmas to all VLUG members and, oh, YOU TOO!
Yikes....a very tough call. But I'm going with Tyler...he has a good memory and keeps track of all of our little nuances to use against us at a later, and rather inconvenient time. Darn young memories. I hope you had a Merry Christmas with your family DDog!
Well, if you read the even finer print, subsection E of the tenth ammendment to article III clearly states that any member may elect to change a guess on an early moc posting prior to the unveiling, heretofore and forthwith. In plain English, one can read that as: bite me. :-) Merry Christmas, Old Man!
You don't get to change your vote. See VLUG Official Charter, Article VII, Section 5B.1.3c. Try something sneaky like that again and you WILL face official action from Sgt-at-arms Lee Jones ... and you know what that means!
Probably listening to Perry Como down there between snoozes. Is that a cup of warm milk and Metamucil? BTW when AREN'T you in dutch with the wife? XD Okay, I'll relent. If only to guess that Leda made this "lair of crotchety-ness".