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The original Rudolph is the only way to go

Every year, abc family channel has Christmas shows every night of the month of December.

But let me tell you, these are some pickin' obscure Christmas shows.

Having dealt with cramps all day, I managed to get up and make pancakes for the kids for dinner, then figured since all the homework was completed and the piano practicing was done, we could watch a classic, traditional Christmas show.

Tonight's show?
"Rudolph and the Island of Misfit Toys."

What a terrible excuse for Chrismas programming this show is.

It has a purple hippo, for heaven's sake.

I'm generally not a big fan of children's programming, but this is the worst ever.

I just had to pick up my laptop and complain a wee bit.

Now I'll go back, and watch the giant pink bumble bunny crying on his iceberg.

And no, I'm not kidding.

Comments

  1. could you even make up a giant pink bumble bunny? crying? on his iceberg? in GREENLAND? (sorry, had to add that bit).

    tee hee...
    hope you feel better soon!

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