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Please Don't Make Me Do It. It's Christmas.

Maybe it’s just strange coincidence. You know the kind I’m talking about… two strangers meet on a long train ride; they talk, laugh, share secrets over a meal in the dining car, and then one murders the other. Happens all the time.

Or perhaps the conspiracy theorists were right all along and there really are cameras everywhere, so you know that exact moment when I step from the shower dripping wet. (Do you think the mole on the back of my shoulder has gotten bigger? I can’t decide.)

I suppose it could be all in my mind… that I’m hearing things that aren’t really there. If so, accept my apologies in advance even though, legally speaking, I’m innocent. “Your Honor, he’s obviously at least two beers short of a six-pack and can’t be held accountable for his actions.”

But in the end, I guess the “how" and “why” are unimportant, because the simple fact is… if you play that Alvin and the Chipmunks “Christmas Song” one more time, I’m going to burn your house down.

So please, Mister Morning DJ… don’t make me do it. It’s Christmas.
OverWritten OverWritten 46-50, M 12 Responses Dec 21, 2012

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My sister made a nasty threat to punch me in the face if I played Elvis' Blue Christmas "one more time."
So, I did :)
Face intact.

I bet Santa made a note of it, however.

Ohhhh. That's what the coal was for. ;-)

Ahhh the perfect song re-write for you...Chipmunks roasting on an open fire..Jack Frost nipping at your nose...I'll let you finish the rest

LMAO...I agree..once a season is enough...they hurt my ears..

LOL. I do have to admit, I simply adore, Alvin and the Chipmunks, "Christmas Song". I do however, love how illustrated you were in writing this post. hugs+smiles***

Thank you for the compliment, though your judgement must be considered somewhat questionable due to your admitted affection for the offending rodents.

Glad you enjoyed!

A few things about me could be questionable, though my honesty, judgement, and sincerity aren't any of them. Hope you are having a wonderful holiday. hugs+smiles**

I can hear the twang now...screech goes the needle from the stereo/record player/phonograph...talk about dating oneself and not in the multiple personality suggested form of taking one out to enjoy oneself! ha!

A good set of ear muffs, ear plugs or perhaps a strong shot putter's arm to fling the music across the terrain as though flying for the first time may be in order. You could also turn off the radio, sing to yourself and have yourself a fa la la la la good time. In any event, chipmunks or not, have a jolly good Christmas! :)

And I hope you have a jolly one as well. Just getting ready to cook some chipmunk now.

Mmmm mmmm mmm nothing like good o'l chipmunk pie...! Are you makin' viddles there too Pa? :)

My bet is the radio announcer didn't read this and is now six feet under somewhere.

I don't know what you're talking about. Just got here and saw all the commotion.

As I did my reply. No worries.

You need to take thorazin. Peace out.

You may very well be right, but what's the fun in that? And Peace to you as well.

Oh my gosh I totally feel ya. What about that " Christmas shoes for Mama" song. Which was sweet and beautiful the first time I heard it. And now makes me want to stick a pin in my eye.
I was in my favorite antique store last week and was so maxed out on the holiday music, I found a Frank Sinatra CD in one of the booths, bought it and donated it back just to get the Christmas drivvel shut off while I was in there. ( Its a small town.) I finished my shopping to the timeless, beautiful "All the Way"...the entire shopping crowd was thrilled, it was a great public service investment I think : )

Hang in there. We only have a few more days of Mommy kissing Santa Claus.

Small town or not, I like your style.

LOL. Perfection.
I hate it when they play an annoying song and it gets stuck in my head for the rest of the day... (and it happens EVERY time...)

Yes, and then all you have to do is mention it to someone else, and it spreads like a virus. Thankfully, a hot fire will eradicate a virus.

Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with matches? I do, however, agree with you on this and will bring the lighter fluid.

It seems we're forming a posse of sorts. Circle the wagons.

Bahahahaa~ perfect~

Indeed. Feel free to bring your own list and matches.

*Distracts you with a shiny object and takes away your matches*

You can take away my matches when you pry them... oh never mind.

*laughs*