To those following me on Twitter, I am not losing my mind. (Or at least not any faster than always.)
- Don’t go near that tree, there’s a guy who looks just like Danny Bonaduce perched up there hurling pears at unsuspecting passersby. (Partridge in a pear tree.)
- 11th-hour negotiations avert war between the two great superpowers of the turtle world. (Two turtle doves, get it? 🙂 )
- Frottez les trois poules avec du romarin, puis faites-les revenir dans une poêle profonde avec de l’ail. (Three french hens)
- This is getting out of hand. Four times already this morning! How do I register for the avian do-not-call list? (Four calling birds.)
- five golden rings
- I was frozen with terror. But then I had a vision. Half a dozen geese. All my fears were put to rest. (Six geese allaying.)
- Someone threw my favorite Sufjan Stevens album into Lake Michigan. (See here.)
- Sir great news from the servants in the dairy. I know you’ve been worried about the cows, but today 8 made some milk, King Hexanoel. (Say out loud “8 made some milk King.”)
- Madame, we have shoes for your Christmas ball somewhere in these boxes. hmm…Men’s running? No. Ah here it is, Size 9 Ladies’ Dancing.
- Let’s get this party started, where are those lords I keep hearing about? What, sleeping?? Off with their heads! Wait, what? Oh never mind. (10 lords a leaping, not sleeping.)
- I feel like a sewer rat being pulled in 11 different directions. (11 pipers piping.)
- Hey you two elves, grab your sticks and give me a drum roll. This is the grand finale…#twelvetweetsofchristmas. (Two elf drummers drumming.)

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