'Twas the day after Christmas, And all through the house, Every creature was hurtin', Even the mouse.

The toys were all broken, Their batteries dead; And Santa was passed out, With some ice on his head.

Wrapping and ribbons, Just covered the floor, While upstairs the family, Continued to snore.

And I in my T-shirt, New Reeboks and jeans, Went down to the kitchen, And started to clean.

When in front of my house, There arose such a clatter, I sprang from the sink, To see what was the matter.

Away to the window, I flew like a flash, Tore open the curtains, And threw up the sash.

When what to my wondering Eyes should appear, But a little white truck, With an over-sized mirror.

The driver was smiling, So lively and grand; The patch on his jacket Read "U. *. POSTMAN".

With a handful of bills, He grinned like a fox, Then stuffed them into Our blue mailbox.

Bill after bill, after bill, They still came.
As he whistling and shouted, And called them by name:

"Now Dillards, now Broadways, now Pennys and Wal-Mart, Here'* Robinsons, Levitz and Target and Hallmark.

To the top of your limit every store, every mall, Now charge away--charge away--charge away all!"

He whooped and he whistled, As he finished his work.
He filled up our mailbox, And then turned with a jerk.

He sprang to his truck, And he drove down the road, Now driving much faster, With just half a load.

Then I heard him exclaim, With great holiday cheer, "Enjoy what you bought, You'll be paying all year!"

Ain't that the truth!!

Thats the only way to really enjoy what you have bought

Ahhh...memories...

Credit...the gift that keeps on taking...

Lordy, it'd take way waaay more than a year if I maxed out all my cards. LOL
Good one!