The Burnsville Christmas parade was a blast. Really, I recommend it.
The band sounded quite good.
The old tractors were there.
The politicians were there.
Fire trucks, fire trucks, fire trucks!
These kids were actually singing Christmas songs with their voices.
There were a number of bizarre homemade floats, but nothing was better than this. Look closely: granny is rocking on the porch of the cabin; laundry is hanging on the line; Johnny is in the outhouse.
Scary Mickey.
I have no idea what this was about (and I was there).
Santa was riding in a giant cherry picker. I guess that's how he gets to the top of the chimney now.
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