🌟 🎄 🎅 The UnOfficial Official 2025 PM Secret Santa Thread 🎅 🎄 🌟
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I can't wait to see who I get, I need to dump a lot of this junk that I'm sitting on share the wealth of a decent cellar.
Well...time has come to mix up a batch of my much beloved PMSS special blend to send out.
Even though I'm possibly giving away some secrets of the recipe, it's more important for me to honor my PMSS helpers!
Even though I'm possibly giving away some secrets of the recipe, it's more important for me to honor my PMSS helpers!
Well folks I’ve finished raking leaves this week, just got them all packed in Mylar with some Boveda packets, can’t wait for the festivities 
I hope you didn’t use the good Mylar, that would just be a waste. Sandwich bag would be just as good. Shows that real “I care about you” touch you put into gift giving.Well folks I’ve finished raking leaves this week, just got them all packed in Mylar with some Boveda packets, can’t wait for the festivities
Where’s my match?
It's more than a month to Christmas - surely someone can make an exception? I'll send three tins.
You got to take that up with the commissioner of Christmas Mike. Look at first page of thread and read the rules.
But don’t hold your breath that he will spell your name right…
Well, my $.02 (not sure about the conversion rate to Canada) says that we currently have 61. Letting in @HawkeyeLinus gives us 62, or an even 31 pairs. But, I understand rules are rules....
Technically, @mikethompson Commissar Mike jumped the gun, since his posted deadline is November 15th, not the morning of November 15th.
We can always use another lab rat.
Thank you all for your patience.
I was hoping to get at least the first batch of matches out this evening, but a few low-level emergencies have come up.
Rest assured they are coming, some even with proper spelling of your name.
Just as a reminder, if your name is spelled wrong, that is the new correct way of spelling your screen name now.
SOM BESTHS!
Good luck with the issues. Som Besths!
’Twas the month before the mailings, when across all the sites,
Pipe-smokers were stirring through long winter nights.
Their briars were polished, their cellars aligned,
In hopes that Santa Mike soon would assign
Each Secret Santa pairing with wisdom and stealth—
The way only he could, with pipe-smoking wealth.
The forum was buzzing with yuletide requests,
And whispers of something called SOM BESTHS…
No one knew its meaning—some ancient pipe myth?
Or merely a typo that wouldn’t desist?
Yet every few posts, like a magical crest,
Someone would type it: SOM BESTHS, no less.
Now members were nestled with blends rich and deep,
While visions of parcels danced into their sleep.
Latakia lovers and Virginia fans too
All waited for matches that soon would be due.
And Santa Mike, seated with spreadsheets so bright,
Checked every address in the soft glow of night.
With a puff of his pipe and a grin warm and deft,
He sorted each paring from right unto left.
He muttered, “Be merry! Let gifting be blessed!
But who keeps repeating this SOM BESTHS, I jest?”
He chuckled and typed as he tightened his cloak,
Then sent every match with a lighthearted joke.
When dawn finally broke with a crisp winter gleam,
The forum erupted—a jubilant scene.
For parcels were flying from north, south, and west,
Each tagged with the spirit of SOM BESTHS, no less.
And somewhere, Santa Mike raised a bowl to the cheer,
Content that his work brought good will every year.
For nothing brings joy—this the pipe-folk profess—
Like friendship, good leaf, and a shout of SOM BESTHS!
Pipe-smokers were stirring through long winter nights.
Their briars were polished, their cellars aligned,
In hopes that Santa Mike soon would assign
Each Secret Santa pairing with wisdom and stealth—
The way only he could, with pipe-smoking wealth.
The forum was buzzing with yuletide requests,
And whispers of something called SOM BESTHS…
No one knew its meaning—some ancient pipe myth?
Or merely a typo that wouldn’t desist?
Yet every few posts, like a magical crest,
Someone would type it: SOM BESTHS, no less.
Now members were nestled with blends rich and deep,
While visions of parcels danced into their sleep.
Latakia lovers and Virginia fans too
All waited for matches that soon would be due.
And Santa Mike, seated with spreadsheets so bright,
Checked every address in the soft glow of night.
With a puff of his pipe and a grin warm and deft,
He sorted each paring from right unto left.
He muttered, “Be merry! Let gifting be blessed!
But who keeps repeating this SOM BESTHS, I jest?”
He chuckled and typed as he tightened his cloak,
Then sent every match with a lighthearted joke.
When dawn finally broke with a crisp winter gleam,
The forum erupted—a jubilant scene.
For parcels were flying from north, south, and west,
Each tagged with the spirit of SOM BESTHS, no less.
And somewhere, Santa Mike raised a bowl to the cheer,
Content that his work brought good will every year.
For nothing brings joy—this the pipe-folk profess—
Like friendship, good leaf, and a shout of SOM BESTHS!
include @HawkeyeLinus!!!
Deadline said Nov 15!
When a vendor says “sale ends Nov 15”, for example, I can still order on the 15th.
Som Besths without Gregg would be like a pipe and a tobacco with no way to light it.
Deadline said Nov 15!
When a vendor says “sale ends Nov 15”, for example, I can still order on the 15th.
Som Besths without Gregg would be like a pipe and a tobacco with no way to light it.