DeTomaso Mailing List: December 98, Message #209

Didn't see this appear the first time so.....


> Twas the night before Christmas and I walked through the house.
> I felt really bad, I felt like a louse.
> I looked at the tree and what lay underneath.
> All the presents for the family, yes, my annual bequeath.
> 
> I went to the garage and opened the door.
> I gazed upon the Panther and sank to the floor.
> "I've spent all my money and there's nothing for you."
> "I'm sorry my friend, so beautiful, so red, so true."
> 
> Then I heard a faint twinkling coming from afar.
> Like a small jingle bell, encased in a jar.
> I heard a loud yell and then a loud crash.
> I opened the door and went out in a dash.
> 
> I looked in the yard and out in the street.
> There was nothing to see, it really had me beat.
> I heard that faint jingle and whirled myself around.
> I looked upon the roof, what I saw did astound.
> 
> Eight tiny reindeer and a fellow a little fat.
> He stepped from a sleigh, a beautiful red Cat.
> I gazed upon him with a faint, excited tingle.
> "Could this be him? Is this Kris Kringle?"
> 
> He exited his sleigh, went over the gutter.
> Landed on the shed, with a terrible shudder.
> He walked up to me, with a twinkle in his eye.
> He wasn't dressed right and I didn't know why.
> 
He said he was low on oil, so I gave him 8 quarts,
You have heard of Larry, so I'll make no more reports.
He said, "Oil is needed, add oil I will."
"If my wife finds out, she is sure to kill."

> A satin red coat with CAT emblems galore.
> It said PPC on the front and my spirits did soar.
> He said "I hear you spent your money, but your Pantera needs it's due".
> Hi - my name's Larry. I am here to help you."
> 
> "I've got PCNC goodies and PPC parts.
> They're not that expensive, made to gladden one's heart."
> "I've got gears and switches, tires and car covers.
> Exhaust systems, wheels and more, all for dedicated Pantera lovers."
> 
> "So here's your goodies and I'll be on my way."
> With that he left me and returned to his sleigh.
> The sleigh left my roof and rose into the night,
> just missing the trees, it gave me such a fright.
> 
> The sleigh disappeared and I heard him shout,
> "All's well with PCNC and no one's left out."
> As I pondered this wonderful, special and happy event,
> I picked up the boxes and inside I went.
> 
> I was just too excited, I just couldn't wait.
> I opened the boxes and did a double-take.
> None of the items were the right size, color or fit!
> I exclaimed too loudly, "Hey! What is this sh*t?"
> 
> With that great yell, I woke up my wife.
> She came out and saw me, in the midst of my strife.
> Then wonder of wonders, a Cat entered the drive.
> It was a PCNC member, his eyes wide with surprise.
> 
> "I've been visited by PPC!", he loudly did cry.
> "Larry left me some stuff and I don't know why."
> "It isn't what I ordered, isn't the right color, size or fit."
> We began to compare goodies, and I said "Now I have it!"
> 
> "I've got your order and you've got mine.
> Let's swap boxes and all will be fine."
> After checking off the list, we re-packed his crate.
> My friend took his goodies, exclaiming "Hey, this is great!"
> 
> So off he motored, the Pantera rumbled into the night.
> I returned to my bedroom and turned off the light.
> My wife asked me quietly what all that was about.
> I told her "Please don't ask, I don't want to shout."
> 
> I crawled into bed and then I did rail.
> "I'm gonna send that guy a long, long email!"
> 
> So there's a story for Christmas this year.
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