Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the Keller's house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Except for a five-foot buck (which sure looked like a reindeer)....
See, kids, this is how legends -- and famous poems -- get started.
Despite questioning by reporters, the Kellers remain mum on the scrap of furry red suit and the ash foot prints found around their chimney -- and where they got all the extra presents.
Hope you all had a very merry Christmas!
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Ha! I'm another Utard and I got one of these guys in my back yard last year (which is weird, I'm in a fairly citified part of Salt Lake City with a couple miles of built-up zone between me and the wilds.) I'm really glad he didn't get in my house. Merry belated Christmas to you!
Heh heh, "...my husband...started screaming.." What's he like when there's a spider in the shower?
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