Witnessed With My One Damned Ear Hole

Good Right Kindred One's,

I have just witnessed in my one ear hole the exceptionally painful, long and long forgotten Christmas song, "The Twelve Days Of Christmas"! I had to wait on the telephone call while a customer relations representative made my call, twenty eight minutes later. My goodness gracious, that just wasn't a nice wait-on-the-telephone. And, wait one moment - these Kindred Folks sang the entire song. I mean from the partridge all the way through...

...and on and on and on and on and over and over and over, and then and then and then?

OH MY GOD! I forgot how obnoxious this holiday favorite really is - no, I really had forgotten the tune all together, until just a wee bit ago. I reckon I would rather listen to a muffler dragging and sparklingly down the avenue than that very, very happy song.

I remember doing a program in elementary for the Christmas season one year. Maybe Grade Four or Five and having to sing this song...

...um, yes, I had let that sit somewhere in the folds of my brain's left upper lobe. Yes, yes I did.

Oh yes, my father was a sing-a-long sort when we were a young pack of seven pups, AND God, YES, my Dad enjoyed the poop out of singing this song. Ma, too all in the car, packed like sardines in one of dad's various means of transportation...

...back then we only had AM radio and there were only so many stations back in the 1960's and early 1970's, so to keep the pack entertained - dad would get us 'all' started on La Cockroacha, French songs, Spanish songs and Christmas songs. Like this one special one right here that would get stuck to the side of my skull. "Five Golden Ring's"...

...and on and on and on and on and over and over and over, and then and then and then?

Happy and A Very Merry Twelve Days Of Christmas To One And All! AHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!!