Remember To Drink Your Ovaltine!
One of the joys of growing up a Jew in Los Angeles in the eighties, before it became overpopulated and traffic got all shitty and stuff, was Christmas. I remember the holidays fondly as the stores would be warmly decorated and the TV stations would replay the same movies at least four times a day...consecutively. In case you're wondering what that's like kiddies, surf over to TBS on any given weekend.
One of those movies, which ultimately became ingrained into my brain and was destined to ultimately influence my shitty sense of humor, was the holiday cult classic "A Chirstmas Story."
And since there are too many reciteable lines and jokes to share, I leave you with this re-enactment.
Ohhhhhhhhhhh, fuuuuudddddggggge.
Sorry, had to get that out of my system.
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And another piece of the puzzle falls into place!! For on another coast far, far away, another child born in 1978, along w/his parents, became enamored of said movie!!
PS, Hard to believe, but Jean Shepherd is (was actually, may he RIP) a midwesterner--from IN no less--and we all know how humor challenged they can be!!
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