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Date Posted: 09:17:45 12/25/25 Thu
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Scamptoo was locally famous as a very fine chef,
and his supervisors were well aware of that fact.
Christmas was approaching, and he was spending countless hours burning midnight oil.
He wanted to prepare plenty of food for the holiday patrons at Le Restaurant Magnifique.
Scamptoo is always thinking about his fellow citizens.
Nevertheless, he always insisted on arriving a day early for holiday reunion,
where he was valued not only for his delicious cooking but for his delightful company.
Scamptoo is always thinking about his family.
Ladytoo and Tramptoo picked Scamptoo up at the airport.
A short drive brought the three of them to the country home.
“Ah, just like I remembered it!” Scamp said.
Because of the sub-tropical climate, Irving Berlin’s dream was not being fulfilled, but that did not hurt the natural beauty.
Scamptoo looked off into the distance and said, “And there’s the pond, where we grabbed each other by the tadpoles.”
December 24 was a busy day.
Scamptoo worked tirelessly over the stove while Mom and Dad helped in any way possible.
The next day, the quiet house became rapidly populated with clothed nieces and naked nephews.
Urkel was attending the reunion for the first time, so he was new to this sort of thing.
The girls lined up and took turns flipping his penis and watching it bounce on his tummy.
Scamptoo said, “I’m not sure Urkel is enjoying this game. Why don’t you and Urkel do something else?’
Scamptoo is always thinking about people who are getting picked on.
One of the girls said, “I know, let’s go to the pond and play draw bridge.”
Urkel said, "Draw bridge? How do you play that?"
Another girl said, “Come on. We’ll show you.”
They scattered here, they scattered there, they scattered everywhere.
Two girls and one boy borrowed an inflatable beach ball for a game of dickie ball.
Another faction ran outside for a round of peepee tag.
One child crawled in Uncle Scamptoo’s lap with a Dr. Seuss book while another child waited on the side with a Berenstain book.
All the same, wherever they went, whatever they did, they all knew when to come inside for a delicious Scamptoo-cooked meal.
They must have an instinct for that sort of thing.
After the bountiful repast, everyone lounged lazily in the living room while the nmeal digested.
Scamptoo said, “Daddy, can I use your computer for a minute?”
Tramptoo said, “Why sure, son. What’s up?”
“I’d like to send a Christmas message out to a forum which I belong to.”
Scamptoo is always thinking about long-distance friends.
After a few seconds of silence, Scamptoo added, “I would especially like to remember Captain Obvious. He’s always sensitive to other people’s good points and he’s always generous with compliments. I wouldn’t even be surprised if he realized that I’m a cook.”
Scamptoo is always eager to return favors.
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