This Christmas Sharon left Santa a special bitter Ale made from a rogue crop of tuft plants found blooming on the Shire...under a full moon, the first day of Winter. Tufts squeal when milked of their Ale. Santa chortles when he drinks it. Sharon jingles bells. In all it's the chorus of Christmas.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
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rumor is that Tuft Ale was served at the Manger...
When Santa "chortles" make sure the windows are open!
santa must have brought sharon a wonderful pressy!!! ding dong is wearing his new pantalones and walleto right now!
Sweet sweet ale...
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