Dry Christmas

Tis the season… For “Crunched up Christmas carols.” This one has all the cheese you’ll ever want, so get out the crackers…and if you dare, the wine: I’m dreaming of a dry Christmas, Just like the ones we used to know: When the eggnog’s virgin And no one’s purgin’ Our minds work clearly, not soContinue reading “Dry Christmas”


I couldn’t help myself; here is another crunched up carol:   Who has the reddest nose here, Blowing it because of a cold? Know if we hear you sneezing, Our breath we will hold. All of the other symptoms Make us nervous till we shake; Get out the pharmaceuticals; We’ll decide what we should take.Continue reading “WHO HAS THE REDDEST NOSE HERE?”