Did someone say Christmas??!!

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Hey!

Hey, you!!

Hey!

Over here!!!

Yeah, you!!

Hey!!

Christmas!!

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There's an old man cockatoo here this afternoon. He's become a regular.

I should say... All I have to do is say "Old Bird" and he immediately picks up on that - you're talking to me! Ha ha.

In the afternoon rush there's another old bird hanging around on the periphery, a bit shy, a bit new to all of this.

It's a girl, She's a girl, I should say, and in that, a rarity.

A lot of old man birds come by, but I think she's got to be the first old hen I've ever seen.

There's a turn up for the books.

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I used to live down the street from a bloke who was always very careful about his language.

In the whole time I knew him I don't think I ever heard him use anything but the most watered down of expletives.

In a neighbourhood where even children were prone to swear fit to make a wharfie blush, he could always express himself in measured tones.

One year I asked him what he'd like for Christmas, he thought about it, then put forward a suggestion.

Being the helpful bloke that I am,  I did my best to fulfil his Christmas wish.

I had to admit to being a little disappointed when he said "Mate, when I said I wanted a flaming mower that's not what I was talking about...".

Spoiler

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Christmas crackers...

Christmas baubles...

Christmas tinsel...

Now, what have I forgotten...?

Oh, of course...

Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without...

A Christmas poutine.

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There's always time for a visual joke that doesn't quite work...

"I'll just push this aside to make more room...".

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