The other day I was working at the cookie factory, when I realized I was singing. But I wasn’t immediately aware of what I was singing – word or tune-wise. So I took a moment to figure it out.
Clearly my brain-hole was in the midst of some sort of synapse lapse, because I was struggling to place any part of the song. Was it a Christmas carol? Was I repeating the same words, over and over again?
After a few very long minutes, I started to get a clue. No – that wasn’t a Christmas carol. The tune I was following was “Misty.” And the lyrics? Friends – I was singing “Shit Balls” over and over again, shortening or dragging out the syllables to fit the melody.
Merry Friggin’ Christmas. Am I right?