MDBCs 09 Dec 2023

Christmas is just a few weeks away, and if you haven’t sent out your greeting cards, make sure you do it on December 9 because it is Christmas Card Day.

How to Celebrate?

Send out your holiday and Christmas cards.
Make your own cards – your recipients will appreciate a handmade card.
If you don’t have time to send in physical cards, what about sending e-cards?
Don’t celebrate Christmas or the holidays? Why not send out New Year cards instead?

Did You Know…

…that the first Christmas cards were sent in 1843 and were commissioned in London, United Kingdom by Sir Henry Cole. John Callcott Horsley illustrated the card, which featured the members of a family.

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From the police blotter,  or, what a beat cop deals with  every day:

• A deputy responded to a report  of a vehicle stopping at mailboxes.  It was the mail carrier.

• A woman said her son was  attacked by a cat, and the cat would not allow her to take her son to the hospital.

• A resident said someone had  entered his home at night and taken five pounds of bacon. Upon further investigation, police discovered  his wife had gotten up for a late-night snack.

• A man reported that a squirrel  was running in circles on Davis Drive, and he wasn’t sure if it was sick or had been hit by a car. An  officer responded, and as he drove on the street, he ran over the squirrel.

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My sister didn’t do as well on her driver’s-ed test as she’d hoped.  It might have had something to  do with how she completed this  sentence:

“When the ______ is dead, the car won’t start.”

She wrote: “Driver.”

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A friend of mine works at a tattoo shop. A client walked in and got a sentence tattooed on his back. A few hours later, the customer called,  demanding a refund.

Client: You did my tattoo backward!

Tattoo artist: It’s backward?

Client: Yes! I’m looking at it in the mirror right now!

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When our son was young, his grandma joked about the Sandman and how he put kids to sleep by sprinkling “sleepy sand” in their eyes. Later that day I found Chico napping with his head in a cardboard box.

When I asked him why, he said he wasn’t going to let anyone put sand in his eyes.

I couldn’t convince him it was a fairy tale, because Grandma wouldn’t lie!