No matter how you say it (English, Spanish, French, German, Italian, Swedish/Norwegian & Latin), I hope everyone is enjoying a delightful day.
Since my old tried and true Christmas routine was usurped by the cantankerous – but hilarious – TV sports reporter-cum-weatherman yesterday, I decided to trot out the old stuff today with just a few additions.
First, for all those traveling I wish you a safe trip with no unexpected misfortune (unlike some):
Music (for most) is an integral part of the Holidays – so feel free to delight in the old favorites. And be sure to enjoy new variations on a theme:
[Sung to the tune of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing”]
“Hark!” the Herald Penguins sing:
“Please don’t eat our little wings!
Eat a goose down to the bone,
But leave Penguins all alone.”
“Baby ducks are very sweet,
Tastier than Penguin meat.
If it’s carried in your store
Please don’t shop there anymore!”
No doubt we’re all hoping that Special Counsel Jack Smith will be able to put out an album by next Christmas with lyrics like this:
He sees you when you’re grifting
He knows that you’re a fake
He knows that you’ve had bad intent
So prepare to serve upstate!
Truthfully, I think we’re hoping for an entire album:
There’s no doubt the present that we’re all hoping for is this:
And may all your Christmases be bright …
