I just thought I'd share with you all a particularily brilliant excerpt from Bill Bryson's, "I'm A Stranger Here Myself."
This is from an article about Christmas decorating.

"...It is at this point that you realize you have no idea where the Christmas tree stand is. So, sighing, you hike up to town to the hardware store to buy another, knowing that for the next three weeks all the Christmas tree stands you have ever purchased--twenty five in all, one for each Christmas of your adulthood--will spontaneously reappear, mostly by dropping onto your head from a high shelf when you are rooting in the bottom of a closet, but occasionally taking up positions in the middle of darkened rooms or near the top of the hall stairs. If you don't know it already, know it now: Christmas tree stands are the work of the devil and they want you dead."

Well, it had me laughing out loud.

HA ah ha ahaa AH ha ahaha ahaa!

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