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Seasonal Medical Report

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Case Report: Unique Case of Aerial Sleigh-Borne Present-Deliverers

Syndrome Source: North Pole Journal of Medicine, vol 1 no.1, December 1993

Author: Dr. Iman Elf, M.D.

On January 2, 1993, Mr. C, an obese, white caucasian male, who appeared approximately 65 years old, but who could not accurately state his age, presented to my family practice office with complaints of generalized aches and pains, sore red eyes, depression, and general malaise. The patients face was erythematic, and he was in mild respiratory distress, although his demeanor was jolly. He attributed these symptoms to being not as young as I used to be, HO! HO! HO!, but thought he should have them checked out.

The patients occupation is delivering presents once a year, on December 25th, to many people worldwide. He flies in a sleigh pulled by eight reindeer, and gains access to homes via chimneys. He has performed this work for as long as he can remember.

Upon examination and ascertaining Mr. Cs medical history, I have discovered what I believe to be a unique and heretofore undescribed medical syndrome related to this mans occupation and lifestyle, named Aerial Sleigh-Borne Present-Deliverers Syndrome, or ASBPDS for short.

Medical History:

Mr. C. admits to drinking only once a year, and only when someone puts rum in the eggnog left for him to consume during his working hours. However, I believe his bulbous nose and erythematic face may indicate long-term ethanol abuse. He has smoked pipe tobacco for many years, although workplace regulations at the North Pole have forced him to cut back to one or two pipes per day for the last 5 years. He has had no major illnesses or surgeries in the past. He has no known allergies. Travel history is extensive, as he visits nearly every location in the world annually. He has had all his immunizations, including all available vaccines for tropical diseases. He does little exercise and eats large meals with high sugar and cholesterol levels, and a high percentage of calories derived from fat (he subsists all year on food he collects on Dec. 25, which consists mainly of eggnog, Cola drinks, and cookies). Family history was unavailable, as the patient could not name any relatives.

Physical Examination and Review of Systems, With Social/Occupational Correlates:

The patient wears corrective lenses, and has 20/80 vision. His conjunctivae were hyperalgesic and erythematous, and Fluorescein staining revealed numerous randomly occurring corneal abrasions. This appears to be caused by dust, debris, and other particles which strike his eyes at high velocity during his flights. He has headaches nearly every day, usually starting half way through the day, and worsened by stress.

He had extensive ecchymoses, abrasions, lacerations, and first-degree burns on his head, arms, legs, and back, which I believe to be caused mainly by trauma experienced during repeated chimney descents and falls from his sleigh. Collisions with birds during his flight, gunshot wounds (delivered by homeowners mistaking him for a burglar) and bites consistent with reindeer teeth may also have contributed to these wounds. Patches of leukoderma and anesthesia on his nose, cheeks, penis, and distal digits are consistent with frostbite caused by periods of hypothermia during high-altitude flights.

He had a blood pressure of 150/95, a heart rate of 90 beats/minute, and a respiratory rate of 40. He has had shortness of breath for several years, which worsens during exertion. He has no evidence of acute cardiac or pulmonary failure, but it was my opinion that he is quite unfit due to his mainly sedentary lifestyle and poor eating habits which, along with his stress, smoking, and male gender, place him at high risk for coronary heart disease, myocardial infarction, emphysema and other problems. Blood tests subsequently revealed higher than normal CO levels, which I attribute to smoke inhalation during chimney descent into non-extinguished fireplaces.

He has experienced chronic back pain for several years. A neurological examination was consistent with a mild herniation of his L4-L5 or L5-S1 disk, which probably resulted from carrying a heavy sack of toys, enduring bumpy sleigh rides, and his jarring feet-first falls to the bottom of chimneys.

Mr. C. had a swollen left scrotum, which, upon biopsy, was diagnosed as scrotal cancer, the likely etiology being the soot from chimneys.

Psychiatric Examination and Social/Occupational Correlates:

Mr. Cs depression has been chronic for several years. I do not believe it to be organic in nature–rather, he has a number of unresolved issues in his personal and professional life which cause him distress.

He exhibits long-term amnesia, and cannot recall any events more than 5 years ago. This may be due to a repressed psychological trauma he experienced, head trauma, or, more likely, the mythical nature of his existence.

Although the patient has a jolly demeanor, he expresses profound unhappiness. He reports anger at not receiving royalties for the widespread commercial use of his likeness and name. Although he reports satisfaction with the sex he has with his wife, I sense he may feel erotic impulses when children sit on his lap, and I worry he may have pedophillic tendencies. This could be the subconscious reason he employs only vertically-challenged workers (elfs), but I believe his hiring practices are more likely a reaction formation due to body-image problems stemming from his obesity. The patient feels annoyed and worried when he is told many people do not believe he exists, and I feel this may develop into a serious identity crisis if not dealt with. He reports great stress over having to choose which gifts to give to children, and a feeling of guilt and inadequacy over the decisions he makes as to which children are naughty and nice.

Because he experiences total darkness lasting many months during winter at the North Pole, Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) may be a contributor to his depression.

Treatment and Counselling:

All Mr. Cs wounds were cleaned and dressed, and he was prescribed an antibiotic ointment for his eyes. A referral to a physiotherapist was made to ameliorate his disk problem. On February 9, a bilateral orchidectomy was performed, and no further cancer has been detected as of this writing. He was counselled to wash soot from his body regularly, to avoid lit-fire chimney descents where practicable, and to consider switching to a closed-sleigh, heated, pressurized sleigh. He refused suggestions to add a helmet and protective accessories to his uniform.

He was put on a high-fibre, low cholesterol diet, and advised to reduce his smoking and drinking. He has shown success with these lifestyle changes so far, although it remains to be seen whether he will be able to resist the treats left out for him next Christmas.

He visits a psychiatrist weekly, and reports doing Not too bad, HO! HO! HO!.

Conclusions:

Physicians, when presented with aerial sleigh-borne present-deliverers exhibiting more than a few of these symptoms, should seriously consider ASBPDS as their differential diagnosis. I encourage other physicians with access to patients working in allied professions (e.g. Nightly Teeth-Purchasers or Annual Candied Egg Providers) to investigate whether analogous anatomical/ physiological/ psychological syndromes exist. The happiness of children everywhere depend on effective management of these syndromes.

12 Bugs of Christmas

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For the first bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

See if they can do it again.

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For the second bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the third bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the fourth bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the fifth bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the sixth bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Reinstall the software

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the seventh bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Say they need an upgrade

Reinstall the software

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the eighth bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Find a way around it

Say they need an upgrade

Reinstall the software

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the ninth bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Blame it on the hardware

Find a way around it

Say they need an upgrade

Reinstall the software

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the tenth bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Change the documentation

Blame it on the hardware

Find a way around it

Say they need an upgrade

Reinstall the software

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the eleventh bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Say its not supported

Change the documentation

Blame it on the hardware

Find a way around it

Say they need an upgrade

Reinstall the software

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

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For the twelfth bug of Christmas, my manager said to me

Tell them its a feature

Say its not supported

Change the documentation

Blame it on the hardware

Find a way around it

Say they need an upgrade

Reinstall the software

Ask for a dump

Run with the debugger

Try to reproduce it

Ask them how they did it and

See if they can do it again.

Teddy Kennedy the Red Nosed senator (adult)

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Teddy the red-nosed senator
Had a very shiny car
And if you ever saw it
You were probably at a bar.

All of the other senators
Wondered how he got his dames
They thought he drank too many
To play in any bedroom games.

Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
Santa came to say:
Teddy with your nose so red,
Wont you help me guide my sled?

Thats how the police found them
Wrapped around a maple tree
Teddy the red-nosed senator
Hes a drunken S.O.B.

What do you call someone who kills people in the morning?

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What do you call someone who kills people in the morning?

A cereal killer…

Combating Santa Ridicule

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I was forwarded this message last Christmas in response to the traditional Why there is no Santa post that makes its rounds every year.

(That makes no sense to me what I just wrote, and yet Im posting it anyway… 😀

Im completely exhausted, please excuse me if Im making a moron out of myself.)

I received this item yesterday and I must say that I am appalled! Who could be so mean as to try to SCIENTIFICALLY prove that Santa Claus is dead and then not have the guts to sign it? Bob Packwood? Lon Mabon? Rush Limbaugh?

For those who read this and were crushed, I will try to point out the flaws and show that our dear Saint Nick is assuredly alive and well.

If you just cant wait, skip to the last few paragraphs where I give my complete theory.

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Is There A Santa Claus?

As a result of an overwhelming lack of requests, and with research help from that renown scientific journal SPY magazine (January, 1990) – I am pleased to present the annual scientific inquiry into Santa Claus.

No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.

300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified? Sounds to me like this is the number of organisms found which have not yet been named and placed in t he family/genus/species system of classification. This leaves the door wide open to currently undiscovered organisms.

With only nine living reindeer, do you really think that Santa would let them ROAM FREELY where they can be discovered and are vulnerable to poachers? If they havent been discovered its because theyre holed up in the North Pole.

Safe, Warm by the fire, UNSEEN.

There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesnt (appear) to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist cihldren, that reduces the workload to to 15% of the total – 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, thats 91.8 million homes. One presumes theres at least one good child in each.

For the sake of argument, Ill let these statistics go. I dont work for the Population Reference Bureau and dont have any of their statistics handy.

Dont mistake this for complaisant agreement, Im still ,skeptical.

Santa has 31 hours of Christmas to work with, thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seemes logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of t hese 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78 miles per household, a total trip of 75-1/2 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc.

Okay, 31 hours appears to be an accurate figure, and with the numbers from above, that does calculate out to 822.6 visits per second. However, including travel time, he has 1/822.6 seconds per home. Thats 122 percent of the time allowed by the original author.

Given the distribution used in the blasphemous text, I calculate a total travel of 72.7 million miles. In reality, people cluster into neighborhoods and there is a division of continents, so the distance would most likely be 100 million miles or more (I worked on this for quite some time).

With the 100 million mile figure, Santa would travel at a minimum of 896 miles per second. Since he must spend some time in each household, lets double this f figure. It becomes 1792 miles per second. What can I say? The mans a speed deamon (I bet he has racing stripes on that sled).

(What Im doing here is showing that the person who wrote this article is not credible. His/her values are not even close to accurate. Also, this 1792 mi/s is important for fusion as described later.)

The way I see it, since its less than ten percent of the speed of light, Santas velocity is very feasible. By the way, Santa and his reindeer pulled sled could easily finish the Ididerod in less than that ol 11 day record.

No wonder they limit the run to dog sleds.

This means that Santas sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second, 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second – a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.

Just for the record, the Ulysses space probe is not the fastest man-made vehicle on earth. The probe is in space. Since the space shuttles come back to the ground, they should probably be considered the fastest man-made vehicles on Earth.

The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set (2 pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight.

Dont forget that not all of the children in each household were good. Many of them will be getting coal. My guess is that Santa wouldnt want to waste more than a single piece of coal on a bad child, and coal is light. That would allow for a lighter load than above or heavier gifts for the good kids with the same l load as above. The sleigh will also become lighter as the night progresses.

On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that flying reindeer (see point #1) could pull TEN TIMES the normal anount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeer. This increases the payload – not even counting the weight of the sleigh – to 353,430 tons. Again, for comparison – this is four times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth.

Oh, sure, where does a person get information regarding the size, weight and pulling power of SANTAS reindeer when they havent even become a classified species? What is this guy/gal trying to pull?

I support the nine reindeer theory and will provide an explanation later.

353,000 tons travelling at 650 miles per second creates enourmous air resistance – this will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecrafts re-entering the earths atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake.

What bunk. First of all, the necessary top speed is much greater than that and my argument above should be sufficient proof of that. Second, sure there will be some heat created, but you just cant throw around values like 14.3 quintillion joules without providing such information as frictional and drag coefficients, surface area, etc.

Also, what about the ability of reindeer to absorb and dissipate heat. I have seen a PhD thesis which explained the near extinction of these reindeer as a direct result of poaching to sell their hides as heat-sinks.

AND ANOTHER THING; reindeer bursting into flames do not cause deafening sonic booms. Youre one hell of a lot more likely to win PowerBall than you are to hear a reindeer exploding.

The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces

centrifugal – Fictional force! Fictional force!

17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force.

In conclusion – If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, hes dead now.

Okay, heres my theory to explain how Santa really works:

The reindeer are not classified because they have not been discovered by the people who assign latin names. They do exists. There are nine of them (Rudolph included).

The sled is very long and is equipped with a spring down its length which compresses upon sled acceleration to cushion Santa from the resulting forces.

The spring decompresses when acceleration halts and gradually pushes Santa back up to the front of the sled. The travel from front to back to front again allows Santa to travel past his entire inventory and thus grab the gifts for the next household.

Santa and his sled team travel at approximately 1792 miles per second and are therefore invisible to the naked eye. For nine reindeer to pull so much weight so fast, they are aided by a propulsion system based on the spewage of heavy neutrinos. Using a shield with sufficient diameter to protect the entire frontal cross section of the sled system, air is deflected into Rudolphs nose. The high speed of the entering air and the resulting pressures create a temperature increase sufficient for fusion a continuous reaction (much like the sun thus providing neutrinos for spewage). This also accounts for the red glow on the outer fringes of Rudolphs nose.

Some energy produced by the fusion reaction is stored in the legs of the other eight reindeer for use in accelerating the sled from a stop on each rooftop. Extra energy is dissipated through the reindeer as well as the loud jingle bells.

The fusion process also produces elements of the periodic table all the way up through iron (Fe). These are stored in select areas of the sled and used for the next years toys produced in the resource poor arctic region.

On Christmas Eves when Rudolph has consumed too much garlic and Pepsi, the added forward compression of an occasional nose-belch is sufficient to produce the heavier, radioactive elements which are stored and later dumped on the Pentagon as Santas gift to everyone.

UNDISPUTABLE PROOF that Santa is alive and well.

Sincerely 🙂

Jon Eggert

P.S. Santa, Ive been a good boy this year, so can I please have a copy of The Princess Bride?

The very different children

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Two ten-year-old children were exactly opposites: Bill was a die-hard optimist, and Bob a hopeless pessimist.

The mom asked the psychiatrist what to do about Christmas. The doctor told her to buy all the toys she could for Bob and get Bill nothing. In fact, he said just to wrap up some manure for Bill to break down his hopes even more.

Christmas morning, Mom came downstairs and found the twins by the tree. She asked Bob what Santa had brought him.

A B.B. gun, but Ill probably hit someone in the eye and blind him. And a bicycle, but Ill probably get run over and killed while riding it. And an electric train, but Ill probably electrocute myself, said Bob.

Realizing it wasnt going very well, the mom turned to Bill and asked what he got. Im not sure!! he replied, I think I got a pony, but I havent been able to find him yet!!

Cursing Problem

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Young
Justin has a cursing problem, and his father’s
getting tired of it.
He decides to ask a shrink what to do. The shrink
says, “Negative reinforcement. Since Christmas
is coming up, ask Justin what he wants from Santa.
If he curses while he tells you his wish list, leave
a pile of dog poop in place of each gift he requests.”
Two days before Christmas, Justin’s father
asks him what he wants for Christmas. “I want
a damn teddy bear lying beside me when I wake up.
When I go downstairs, I want to see a damn train going
around the damn tree. And when I go outside, I want
to see a damn bike leaning up against the damn garage.”
On Christmas morning, Justin wakes up and rolls into
a pile of dog poop. Confused, he walks downstairs
and sees another pile under the tree. He walks outside,
looks at a huge pile of dog poo by the garage, and
walks inside. His dad smiles and asks, “What
did Santa bring you this year?”
Justin replies, “I think I got a goddamn dog,
but I can’t find the son of a bitch!”

I think Santa Claus is a woman….

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I hate to be the one to defy sacred myth, but I believe he’s a she.
Think about it. Christmas is a big, organized, warm, fuzzy, and nurturing
social deal and I have a tough time believing a guy could possibly pull
it all off! For starters, the vast majority of men don’t even think about selecting
gifts until Christmas Eve. It’s as if they are all frozen in some kind of
Ebenezerian Time Warp until 3 p.m. on Dec. 24th, when they
– with amazing calm –
call other errant men and plan for a last-minute shopping spree. Once at the mall, they always seem surprised to find only Ronco
products, socket wrench sets, and mood rings left on the shelves. (You
might think this would send them into a fit of panic and guilt, but my
husband tells me it’s an enormous relief because it lessens the 11th
hour decision-making burden.) On this count alone, I’m convinced
Santa is a woman. Surely, if he were a man, everyone in the universe
would wake up Christmas morning to find a rotating musical Chia Pet
under the tree, still in the bag. Another problem for a he-Santa would be getting there. First of all,
there would be no reindeer because they would all be dead, gutted and
strapped on to the rear bumper of the sleigh amid wide-eyed, desperate
claims that buck season had been extended.
Blitz en’s rack would already be on the way to the taxidermist. Even if the male Santa DID have reindeer, he’d still have transportation
problems because he would inevitably get lost up there in the snow and
clouds and then refuse to stop and ask for directions. Add to this the fact that there would be unavoidable delays in the
chimney, where the Bob Vila-like Santa would stop to inspect and
repaint bricks in the flue. He would also need to check for carbon
monoxide fumes in every gas fireplace, and get under every Christmas
tree that is crooked to straighten it to a perfectly upright 90-deg

Redneck

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A zoo in a redneck town acquires a female gorilla that soon goes into heat. There are no male gorillas of the species available, so the park administrators think of Ed, the part-time animal cage cleaner. They ask Ed if hed be willing to have sex with the gorilla for $500. Ed shows interest but says hell have to think the matter over.The next day, Ed announces that hell do it, but only under three conditions, First, he says, I dont want to have to kiss her. Second, you must never tell anyone about this. And third, you gotta give me another week to come up with the 500 bucks.

Preparation for parenthood

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Preparation for parenthood is not just a matter of reading books and decorating the nursery. Here are 12 simple tests for expectant parents to take to prepare themselves for the real-life experience of being a mother or father.

Women: to prepare for maternity, put on a dressing gown and stick a beanbag down the front. Leave it there for 9 months. After 9 months, take out 10% of the beans.
Men: to prepare for paternity, go the local drug store, tip the contents of your wallet on the counter, and tell the pharmacist to help himself. Then go to the supermarket. Arrange to have your salary paid directly to their head office. Go home. Pick up the paper and read it for the last time.
Before you finally go ahead and have children, find a couple who are already parents and berate them about their methods of discipline, lack of patience, appallingly low tolerance levels, and how they have allowed their children to run riot. Suggest ways in which they might improve their childs sleeping habits, toilet training, table manners and overall behavior. Enjoy it – itll be the last time in your life that you will have all of the answers.
To discover how the nights feel, walk around, the living room from 5pm to 10pm carrying a wet bag weighing approximately 8-12 lbs. at 10pm put the bag down, set the alarm for midnight, and go to sleep. Get up at 12 and walk around the living room again, with the bag, until 1am. Put the alarm on for 3am. As you cant get back to sleep, get up at 2am and make a drink. Go to bed at 2:45 am. Get up again at 3am when the alarm goes off. Sing songs in the dark until 4am. Put the alarm on for 5am. Get up. Make breakfast. Keep this up for 5 years. Look cheerful.
Can you stand the mess children make? To find out, smear peanut butter onto the sofa and jam onto the curtains. Hide a fish finger behind the stereo and leave it there all summer. Stick your fingers in the flowerbeds then rub them on the clean walls. Cover the stains with crayons. How does that look?
Dressing small children is not as easy as it seems: first buy an octopus and a string bag. Attempt to put the octopus into the string bag so that none of the arms hang out. Time allowed for this – all morning.
Take an egg carton. Using a pair of scissors and a can of paint, turn it into an alligator. Now take a toilet tube. Using only scotch tape and a piece of foil, turn it into a Christmas tree. Last, take a milk container, a ping pong ball, and an empty packet of Coco Puffs and make an exact replica of the Eiffel Tower. Congratulations, you have just qualified for a place on the playgroup committee.
Forget the Miata and buy a Mini Van. And dont think you can leave it out in the driveway spotless and shining. Family cars dont look like that. Buy a chocolate ice cream bar and put it in the glove compartment. Leave it there. Get a quarter. Stick it in the cassette player. Take a family-size packet of chocolate cookies. Mash them down the back seats. Run a garden rake along both sides of the car. -There!, Perfect!
Get ready to go out. Wait outside the toilet for half an hour. Go out the front door. Come in again. Go out. Come back in. Go out again. Walk down the front path. Walk back up it. Walk down it again. Walk very slowly down the road for 5 minutes. Stop to inspect minutely every cigarette butt, piece of used chewing gum, dirty tissue and dead insect along the way. Retrace your steps. Scream that youve had as much as you can stand, until the neighbors come out and stare at you. Give up and go back in the house. You are now just about ready to try taking a small child for a walk.
Always repeat everything you say at least five times.
Go to your local supermarket. Take with you the nearest thing you can find to a pre-school child – a fully grown goat is excellent. If you intend to have more than one child, take more than one goat. Buy your weeks groceries without letting the goats out of your sight. Pay for everything the goats eat or destroy. Until you can easily accomplish this do not even contemplate having children.
Hollow out a melon. Make a small hole in the side. Suspend it from the ceiling and swing it from side to side. Now get a bowl of soggy Froot Loops and attempt to spoon it into the swaying melon by pretending to be an airplane. Continue until half of the Froot Loops are gone. Tip the rest into your lap, making sure that a lot of it falls on the floor. You are now ready to feed a 12-month old baby.
Learn the names of every character from Barney and Friends, Sesame Street and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. When you find yourself singing I love you, you love me at work, now!, you finally qualify as a parent.