the howse last met on Dec12,2013, and no sckedual is released for Janyou-ary 2014.
Dahm long Kristmass vacaeteon, hue approved this wanton waist of tax payher monknee? —sufferin from a NS edewcaishon. Cheep basturds!
This article appears in Dec 26, 2013 – Jan 1, 2014.


Only in guberment can you set your own vacation and when the heat is on….just prologue at leisure.
I meant prorogue lol
Just so long as they aren’t twerkin for us.
“Damn, Mo MacDonald – you is one sexay beyotch”
Well, I have nothing to add… just wanted to show off my new avatar!
All kneel before me!
I think the Government needs to have an emergency sitting just to send OP back to school to learn how to spell and what proper Grammar is…
I pictured you as the kneeler, to be honest.
You won’t see the yellow of their eyes until after Easter, OP. They are legislated to sit twice a year – a couple of weeks in the spring, a couple of weeks in the fall.
Here’s a guide to how many days each provincial legislature sat during 2013:
http://www.parl.gc.ca/Parlinfo/compilation…
Nice work if you can get it.
The sitting of ANY house is just a political show and when a bit of legislation is passed. Most of the work for politicians are in their respective ridings and on various committees. If they sat in the House every day, absolutely no work would get done.
Merry Christmas all y’all bitchers. Or, if you prefer, Happy Holidays.
Top o the day to you Ho!s+Th@+R@ge. Merry Christmas and happy holidays….looking forward to the lump of coal Santa’s leaving me..it’ll keep me old bones warm, lol
Merry Christmas ya’ll.
Merry Christmas WAC, was nice to see you today, hope your holidays are great.
Merry Christmas Klyde,it was nice running into you near Bridge Metro Transit.Water jugs and grocery bags where heavy.
merry christmas folks! may your leftovers be plentious maximus
I love subsisting on shrimp rings, veggies and dip, and eggnog fortified with Disorono while watching Dr. Who marathons. SOBOva gave me a couple of bottles of Burka Armpit Squeezins I.P.A., an autographed copy of “My Struggle” by Anjem Choudhary, bound in limited edition pigskin and a coupon good for an afternoon of running naked through lawn sprinklers with Kaley Cuoco. (Altho, I somehow doubt that’s ever going to be redeemed, more’s the pity) Even The Countess got into the spirit of Christmas, knowing that it is better to give than to receive. Yesterday in the midst of opening presents, she horcked up her breakfast.
Once again: SOBova =wife; The Countess = cat.
Totally irrelevant: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Ba6tDiHCQAAJ4Q…
Into a major Dr. Who marathon – woo hoo!
My stomach is still maximus outious from being invited to my saintly mom’s for Christmas dinner and am still eating leftovers…now I have another problem…will be seeing buzzard in my dreams for the next 2 months as I have one cooking in oven as I type…Many thanks Mom.
Feasting on mashed taters, butternut squash and the last remains of our dear departed gobble-gobble – overeating makes me feel toxic. Pass the Tums, the industrial-sized ones, they look like manhole covers.
Did SOBova cry at the end of the Doctor Who Christmas Special, Ivanski?
She never really warmed to Matt Smith; but she loves Peter Capaldi and is very jazzed for that which is to come. I particularly enjoyed the episode that featured the Ice Warrior on the Soviet sub. So many cultural references, including a very subtle nod to an old PeterCushing/Christopher Lee outing called “Horror Express”
leftover turkey, home made bread and mayo. sandwiches. planning new years day mega brunch
They would prefer not to see us, or let us see them – especially in action, until just before the next election. That is the only time they need / want us involved in their lives. Then they are over us like a wet sock.