My Uncle Joe sings "Twas the Night Before Christmas" and a number of other things very badly, but only after he's downed a few glasses of eggnog. (OK, well maybe not, but I thought it sounded funny!)
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I don't think you had a childhood! I think you came out a bitter, surly killjoy! --Gilmore Girls
Mrs. Dorset never came down till luncheon: her doctors, she averred, had forbidden her to expose herself to the crude air of the morning. --The House of Mirth
<span style='font-size:11pt;line-height:100%'>There are such things as plain facts that I will allow nobody to explain away or bully me into doubting. --Lest Innocent Blood Be Shed</span>
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