A disfunctional family Christmas tree train story

[Tom]

Nah, I'll end up doing something else that'll warrant getting Coal in my stocking between now and Christmas, afterall, we still have a week and a half for me to find somekind of trouble to wind up in.

Speaking of which, a few years ago, as my nephew was entering adolescence, he went through that "obnoxious teenager entering puberty" stage. Just a real little jerk. We had all had our fill of it too. Mom had always threated to instruct Santa to fill our stockings with coal when we got out of line around the holidays for as long as I can remember. 3 years ago, Dustin called Grandmas bluff. I was in Arizona working a job training RCO personnel at a coal fired power plant. (With permission of course), I took a large box and climbed up to the top of a 100 ton hopper and filled the sucker (I didn't go into the plant itself, we confined training to the yard area). I then wrapped it up in tape real good and sent it via UPS to my mom. She FILLED his stocking a few days later at Christmas and fixed his tail!

Ya just don't mess with my mom, she's the sweetest lasy you'd ever want to meet.... until you get on her bad side.

BTW, I had always wanted one of the On30 sets, and was always very impressed with them, but was afraid to buy one, afraid I'd want to switch scales since I am so much into the Old West.

And I was right.....