The Twelve Days of Christmas

by xenawarrior 4 Replies latest social humour

  • xenawarrior
    xenawarrior

    On the 1st day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 14, 1994

    Dearest John:

    I went to the door today and the postman delivered
    a partridge in a pear tree. What a thoroughly
    delightful gift. I couldn't have been more
    surprised.

    With deepest love and devotion,

    Agnes

    On the 2nd day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 15, 1994

    Dearest John:

    Today the postman brought your very sweet gift.
    Just imagine two turtle doves. I'm just delighted
    at your very thoughtful gift. They are just
    adorable.

    All my love,

    Agnes

    On the 3rd day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 16, 1994

    Dearest John:

    Oh! Aren't you the extravagant one. Now I really
    must protest. I don't deserve such generosity,
    Three French hens. They are just darling but I must
    insist, you've been too kind.

    Love,

    Agnes

    On the 4th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 17, 1994

    Dear John,

    Today the postman delivered 4 calling birds. Now
    really, they are beautiful but don't you think
    enough is enough. You're being too romantic.

    Affectionately,

    Agnes

    On the 5th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 18, 1994

    Dearest John:

    What a surprise. Today the postman delivered 5
    golden rings; one for every finger. You're just
    impossible, but I love it. Frankly, all those birds
    squawking were beginning to get on my nerves.

    All my love,

    Agnes

    On the 6th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 19, 1994

    Dear John:

    When I opened the door there were actually 6 geese
    a-laying on my front steps. So, you're back to
    the birds again, huh? Those geese are huge. Where
    will I ever keep them? The neighbors are
    complaining and I can't sleep through the racket.

    Please stop.

    Cordially,

    Agnes

    On the 7th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 20, 1994

    John:

    What's with you and those crazy birds? 7 swans
    a-swimming. What kind of terrible joke is this?
    There's bird shit all over the house, and they
    never stop with the racket. I can't sleep at
    night and I'm a nervous wreck. It's not funny.
    So stop sending me all these birds!

    Sincerely,

    Agnes

    On the 8th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 21, 1994

    O.K. Buster:

    I think I prefer the birds. What am I going to do
    with 8 maids a-milking? It's not enough with all
    those birds and 8 maids a-milking, but they had to
    bring their cows! There is shit all over the lawn
    and I can't move in my own house. Just lay off me,
    smart ass.

    Agnes

    On the 9th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 22, 1994

    Hey! Shithead,

    What are you? Some kind of sadist? Now there's 9
    pipers playing. And boy, do they play. They've
    never stopped chasing those maids since they got
    here yesterday morning. They cows are getting upset,
    and they're stepping all over those screeching
    birds. What am I going to do? The neighbors have
    started a petition to evict me.

    You'll get yours,

    Agnes

    On the 10th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 23, 1994

    You Rotten Sadist,

    Now there's 10 ladies dancing. I don't know why I
    call those sluts ladies. They've been messing with
    those pipers all night long. Now the cows can't
    sleep and they've got the diarrhea. My living
    room is a river of shit. The Commissioner of
    Buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause why this
    building shouldn't be condemned.

    I'm sicking the police on you.

    One who means it.

    On the 11th Day of Christmas:

    Miss Agnes McHolstein
    69 Cash Avenue
    Beaver Valley, Colorado

    December 24, 1994

    Listen! Looser,

    What's with the 11 lords a-leaping on those maids
    and ladies. Some of those broads will never walk
    again. Those pipers ran through the maids and
    have been committing sodomy with the cows. All
    23 of the birds are dead. They've been trampled
    to death in the orgy. I hope you're satisfied,
    you rotten, vicious swine.

    Your sworn enemy,

    Agnes

    On the 12th Day of Christmas:

    Law Offices
    Badger, Bender and Cahole
    303 Knave Street
    Chicago, Illinois

    December 25, 1994

    Dear Sir:

    This is to acknowledge your latest gift of 12
    fiddlers fiddling which you have seen fit to
    inflict on our client, Miss Agnes McHolstein.
    The destruction, of course, was total. All
    correspondence should come to our attention.
    If you should attempt to reach Miss McHolstein
    at Happy Dale Sanitarium, the attendants have
    instructions to shoot you on sight. With this
    letter please find attached warrant for your
    arrest.

    Cordially,

    Badger, Bender and Cahole

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    I have no idea who originally wrote this - my family had it years ago and I was able to locate it on the web.

  • outnfree
    outnfree

    This reminds me of the song "The Twelve Days AFTER Christmas" which my high school chorus sang:

    The first day after Christmas, my true love and I had a fight. And so I chopped the pear tree down, and burned it just for spite. Then with a single cartridge, I shot that blasted partridge, my true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

    The second day after Christmas, I pulled on the old rubber gloves and very gently wrung the necks of both the turtledoves.

    The third day after Christmas, my mother got the croup, and so I took the three French hens and made some chicken soup.

    The four calling birds were a big mistake, for their language was obscene.

    The five gold rings were completely fake, for they turned my fingers green! My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

    The sixth day after Christmas before they could suspect, I bundled up the six geese-a laying, seven maids-a-milking, eight swans-a-swimming, nine pipers piping, ten ladies dancing, eleven lords-a-leaping, twelve drummers drumming [Well, actually, I kept one of the drummers for myself! ;) ] , and sent them back collect! My true love, My true love, my true love gave to me.

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    Sorta fits perfectly with my present mood. LOL

    out

  • Country_Woman
  • Kenneson
    Kenneson

    Ho! Ho! Ho!

  • xenawarrior
    xenawarrior

    LMAO Outnfree !! Love that one too !

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