Burks Bumpin Christmas

Well for all of you who follow this blog I have to let you know up front this is not Ashley it is Stephen. Yes I feel since my family is responsable for Burks Bumpin Christmas I need to be the one who tells the story. So anywho christmas started as usual way to early in the morning at 9 with breakfast at Nanny and Pa's house. After way to much food we cleared out the card tables that we "children" sat at and congregated in the living room to pass out presents. This is when the crazyness began. (sorry had to pause for an M&M break) So here we are the Burks, Burks JR, Bentons, and Ketchums all there for the christmas presents. As always Marbeth was Santa (the person who hands out presents) and comensed to givin out the goods. At some point someone of the older generation of our family (40+) asked for bumps on a good present. Now "bumps" are known as different things by different people. They are also know as daps, pounds, or the one we choose fist bumps shortened to bumps. It was kinda funny but the entire family errupted into laughter to the point of bursting abs, gut, stomachs, and otherwise peeing on ourselves when Pa the grandaddy of this bunch asked for bumps. Why was this so funny I don't know but it was. So from that point forward everyone was asking for bumps on good presents Pa wanted bumps from Daddy, Cindy wanted them from Dad, air bumps were given by people across the room and of course Ta (as in Fat-Ta aka Marbeth) has to go and complicate things by adding the blowing it up after the bump. It all cullminated when Pa asked for bumps from Nanny and we had to explain bumps between married folks was a whole new Ball Game. This was our Christmas it kept us in stitches hope you enjoyed it also.

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