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Which of Santas Reighndeer would you be and why....
-Rudolph of course cause baby I amd 39 and finally leading the way..................
-Rudolph of course cause baby I amd 39 and finally leading the way..................
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What?
I don't know the story...
would you please tell me about it?
Thanks
I don't know the story...
would you please tell me about it?
Thanks
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Indian Princess;460988 wrote: Which of Santas Reighndeer would you be and why....
-Rudolph of course cause baby I amd 39 and finally leading the way..................
Ahh! But do you have the red nose? :sneaky:
I'd be Blitzen's cousin....Klutz 'un! :wah:
-Rudolph of course cause baby I amd 39 and finally leading the way..................
Ahh! But do you have the red nose? :sneaky:

I'd be Blitzen's cousin....Klutz 'un! :wah:
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I know I would end up being Comet, since I have to scrub the bath tub so much!:p
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BLITZen for sure. With a name like that ya gotta be a drinker.

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Donna (donner) so that I didn't have to change my name when I shaved my legs and put a frock on for boxing day. (Reindeers have a life too you know)
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ACCADUE;461327 wrote: What?
I don't know the story...
would you please tell me about it?
Thanks
It is a USAian thing, the names of "Santa's" reindeer. I'm not sure what it's about,
either. A long way from St. Nicholas, I suspect!
I don't know the story...
would you please tell me about it?
Thanks
It is a USAian thing, the names of "Santa's" reindeer. I'm not sure what it's about,
either. A long way from St. Nicholas, I suspect!
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Bill Sikes;461424 wrote: It is a USAian thing, the names of "Santa's" reindeer. I'm not sure what it's about,
either. A long way from St. Nicholas, I suspect!
Actually, I think the origin is Dutch - Sint Klaas (Saint Nicholas)
however the Red and White suit did come from the US, when Coca-cola rebranded St Nick! He originally wore green!
They were just 8 nameless reindeer, but they were given names in 'The night before Christmas' poem by Clement Moore
either. A long way from St. Nicholas, I suspect!
Actually, I think the origin is Dutch - Sint Klaas (Saint Nicholas)
however the Red and White suit did come from the US, when Coca-cola rebranded St Nick! He originally wore green!
They were just 8 nameless reindeer, but they were given names in 'The night before Christmas' poem by Clement Moore
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Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Twas the Night before Christmas Poem
Twas the night before Christmas Poem also called “A Visit from St. Nicholas"
Clement Clarke Moore (1779 - 1863) wrote the poem Twas the night before Christmas also called “A Visit from St. Nicholas" in 1822.
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Twas the Night before Christmas Poem
Twas the night before Christmas Poem also called “A Visit from St. Nicholas"
Clement Clarke Moore (1779 - 1863) wrote the poem Twas the night before Christmas also called “A Visit from St. Nicholas" in 1822.
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i would be idjut
the one you leave in the barn if you want ot have a:p safe flight.
the one you leave in the barn if you want ot have a:p safe flight.
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guppy;461482 wrote: i would be idjut
the one you leave in the barn if you want ot have a:p safe flight.
we could start a redneck reindeer thread :wah:
I'll be Clumsy.
the one you leave in the barn if you want ot have a:p safe flight.
we could start a redneck reindeer thread :wah:
I'll be Clumsy.

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sunny104;461502 wrote: we could start a redneck reindeer thread :wah:
I'll be Clumsy.
hey, we already got idjut, klutzy, and clumsy.....:wah:
I'll be Clumsy.

hey, we already got idjut, klutzy, and clumsy.....:wah:
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Okay I'll take the Dumbass reindeer.

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Prancer, the peacock reindeer, strutting around showing off cause that is what I do best..... NOT but hey prancer sounds cool
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i'll be Dufus the one who accidently bit himself in the antler....

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be misquoted, then used against you.
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zinkyusa;461522 wrote: i'll be Dufus the one who accidently bit himself in the antler....
:yh_rotfl you dont have any sense......

:yh_rotfl you dont have any sense......
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zinkyusa;461522 wrote: i'll be Dufus the one who accidently bit himself in the antler....
At least you didnt shoot a nut off in a robbery like Dumbasss deer did.

At least you didnt shoot a nut off in a robbery like Dumbasss deer did.

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YZGI;461525 wrote: At least you didnt shoot a nut off in a robbery like Dumbasss deer did.
and dont forget , you cringed and shot yourself again....dumbass:p

and dont forget , you cringed and shot yourself again....dumbass:p
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guppy;461529 wrote: and dont forget , you cringed and shot yourself again....dumbass:p
I thought what the heel. I was aiming for the other nut and missed. Shows you how good of a shot the first one was.
I thought what the heel. I was aiming for the other nut and missed. Shows you how good of a shot the first one was.

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YZGI;461530 wrote: I thought what the heel. I was aiming for the other nut and missed. Shows you how good of a shot the first one was.
:wah: :wah:

:wah: :wah:
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Donder, not Donner. The misspelling is quite prevelant, but the original poem spelled the name of the seventh reindeer "Donder."
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.
I swear by my life - and my love of it - that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine. ~Ayn Rand
If you're not outraged, you're not paying attention.
A*M*E*N!
I swear by my life - and my love of it - that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine. ~Ayn Rand
If you're not outraged, you're not paying attention.
A*M*E*N!
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I would definitely be "U-Turn" because I can rarely go anywhere without passing the place I needed to go, or heading in the wrong direction altogether, and having to make a U-Turn.
You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails.
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well, at least i know i wont be in the barn by myself. he he he
anybody up for a bout of reindeer games????lol......:wah:
anybody up for a bout of reindeer games????lol......:wah:
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I would be Dopey.
Wait..wrong story..let me get back to you later on this one.....
Wait..wrong story..let me get back to you later on this one.....

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ACCADUE;461327 wrote: What?
I don't know the story...
would you please tell me about it?
Thanks
Do a search for the story "Twas the Night Before Christmas." I think the author was Clement Moore
Twas the night before Christmas..and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.....etc.
I don't know the story...
would you please tell me about it?
Thanks
Do a search for the story "Twas the Night Before Christmas." I think the author was Clement Moore
Twas the night before Christmas..and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.....etc.
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DASHER kinda fits me ...:-3
ALOHA!!
MOTTO TO LIVE BY:
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming.
WOO HOO!!, what a ride!!!"
MOTTO TO LIVE BY:
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming.
WOO HOO!!, what a ride!!!"