The Christmas Lights Story

I am about to go out and decorate the shrubbery.
(Some do call me...Tim...)
If I am found hanging by the neck from a string of lights, you can probably presume it's accidental. If, however, a 100 people are found next spring hanging the same way, you can conclude that I've finally gone crazy.
The squirrels are eyeing me. They love to chew on the wires. I am so doomed. Within a half-hour, I'm going to be making Lou and his television set look like J. Robert Oppenheimer. Guaranteed...

 

Multi-color lights. The only choice.

Do not mix LED and regular lights.

Play Vince Guaraldi Trio Charlie Brown Christmas music while working.

 

The LED'S are segregated to The Really Big Shrub.
The others are on the smaller ones.
I was thinking more along the lines of some Wagner, or maybe my old copy of "Vincebus Eruptum" by Blue Cheer.

 

Blue Cheer works.

For the youngsters out there, who have no clue

http://www.myspace.com/bluecheer

 

Fenian_Bastard unwinds after a long, stressful day of holiday decorating at his home, wondering what he got himself into.

 

Took me an hour and a half to put up icicle lights... had the velcro clips still just under the roof line and it was a matter of making sure they worked and clipping in the lights...

 

As Fenian fights the squirrels off, this is blasting in the background

 

I thought it would be this one.

ONE GOES OUT, THEY ALL GO OUT!!!

 

The thread starter hasn't been back.

I think he's is engaged in a West Side Story-like rumble with the squirrels.

 

Fucking awesome.

Oh geez!

 

Wet shake roof and tennis shoes are a bad combination. Or, uh, at least that's what I've heard.