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Christmas is kind of like this great big kick arse slide.

You spent an eternity toiling away to get to the top, look around you and think about how great it's going to be. Then you hop on, and WHOOOSH, you're done.

You dust the pine bark off, wonder what all the fuss was about, sigh and set about climbing back up.
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Roddy said…
This slide looks rather cool. I see Ez at the top. Is that Henry down the bottom? Has Henry already been down and is now about to climb back up? Or has Ez taken the lead?
Apart from you who naturally has to be at the top. Hence the photo.
Poor Jen stuck somewhere inbetween.
25 December 2011 at 21:10
Valladolid Daily Photo said…
Merry Christmas to you and yours from cold Castille!!
25 December 2011 at 23:15
Tom said…
nice use of old tires!

Merry Christmas to you and yours!

Now, where is all the freakin' snow?
25 December 2011 at 23:43
Mrsupole said…
Yup, where is the snow? Oh yeah, up here somewhere. That is a really cool slide but my fear of heights would never let me on it.

I hope you have had a great Christmas and that the boys wishes came true.

But I do have to ask, what the heck is a currywurst, never heard of it?

Merry Christmas.

God bless.
25 December 2011 at 23:56
Mildred said…
Great shot! Very nice use of old tyres!
Thanks for sharing. And thanks for visiting and taking the time to comment;o)
Hope you have a wonderful Christmas time with your family and friends.

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26 December 2011 at 00:04
Priyanka Khot said…
Merry Christmas to all of you.

Hopefully I'll be more regular with my visits and comments on your blog in 2012.

Have an awesome last week of 2011.
26 December 2011 at 06:25
Kris McCracken said…
Thanks all. Apologies for the delay.
6 January 2012 at 14:34
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