Let the games begin, my friend, let the games begin.

Good work on the throwing out biz.

I have no stories; I refuse to do xmas parties that my company put on and my boss is so slack coming with the readies for a department one so im having one on Tuesday as a celebration of the Feast of St Nicholas who is, of course, the real spirit behind xmas. Black Lion, Kilburn, London UK, if anyone's around and wants to join in. Im the guy who looks like River Phoenix usta.

My boss asked us yesterday if we wanted to do "something special" for the holidays, presumably on the company dime. I think we're all just going to get hammered at a bar.

Obligatory office Christmas parties make me bitter when they interfere with my own plans for birthday debauchery. This is a recurring theme, as my birthday is on 12/19.

My companies Christmas party is on Monday. 3 hour open bar. Last year I would up dancing with my Panamanian co-worker who has the most aggresive voice in the world especially when she lapses into patios. Then my freind Chuck, a 6' 7" 280 white guy got drunk and started dancing his ass off. Thankfully there were no casualties.

Here's an oldie but a goodie since I have no current Christmas party stories. The year after I graduated from school I was doing tech support for a local hospital and got involved with some of the network geeks, one of whom had a friend who asked me to go to his company's Christmas party. I was flattered and accepted. The company was flush with cash and had the party in some suite in some hotel with a ridiculous spread, decorations and what-all. Of course the booze was flowing freely and at one point I had a conversation with the husband of one of the executives in which I introduced myself as 'Dave's trophy girlfriend.' When the party was over, a group of about thirty went to a fancy joint downtown and got even drunker and drew on the tables. Eventually we went home together and I dislocated my shoulder at a crucial moment, at which point I spent the rest of the night in the emergency room.

Well, here's an update. Got a call from one of the other hotels this morning. They had a wedding reception last night (Christmas theme, so it applies). Cowboys and lil darlin's filled the room with happiness because there was free beer. One of the bridesmaids got completely drunk and started stripping, so she was tossed from the room. She came back in and started hollering at how we all suck and the manager told the bride's dad if she didn't leave, the party was over. He went to the young woman, tossed her over his shoulder, and carried her out. Since she had forgotten to wear underwear, the last sight anyone had of her was interesting to say the least. Everyone had a good time after that.

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Yowzaa, deepfriedtwinkies! Who needs to go to the movies when that entertainment is free?!

This one's not a holiday story, but a company bash nonetheless: Company X decided it was time for a little bonding and team building, so they rented two of those giant sumo wrestling outfits you see at baseball games, and had a mini tournament at the place. One very large fellow was matched up with a medium-ish woman, who sidestepped him as he came barreling toward her. He went head first into the wall, cracked it in 2 places and left a sizeable dent from the fake hair helmet he was wearing.