The Twelve Days of Christmas: post your own favorite version! Make one up!

Or post a well-known or little-known different version.

Here's my own.

The Compulsive Overeaters' Twelve Days of Christmas

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my family and I had:

twelve Coca-Colas

eleven cheese & crackers

ten gingerbread men

nine bowls of Chex Mix

eight turkey sandwiches

seven ribbon candies

six cups of egg nog

five pounds of fudge!

four candy canes

three fruitcakes

two spiked hot chocolates

and a loaf of cranberry bread


Thanks to all who this thread yesterday to help!

(Of course sung by a man with a deep Brooklyn accent)

On the twelfth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me,

Twelve globs of hair gel,
Eleven Sinatra CDs,
Ten hand gestures,
Nine (don't want the thread locked),
Eight ha ya doins,
Seven Piazza jerseys,
Six Sergio Tacchinis,
Five pinky rings!
Four fresh cannolis,
All tree Godfadda's,
Two guinea tees,
And a ride in his IROC-Z.

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Click on The Farting Elves.

12 Smokers smoking
11 Children in restaurants
10 Innuendos
9 Chickens dipped in Corn Flakes
8 Series hugh things!!!!11!1
7 Deleted sex threads
6 Skinner suck-ups
5 Looook at Meeee's :bounce:


4 Brazilian jokes
3 Intoxicated posters
2 Grammar Nazis
And yet another "post you pic" thread.

This is fabulous!

You should start a new thread with this, I'm series. This is hugh!!!111

Very well done.

:bounce:

Thanks Bertha :hug:

I just thought it would be funny for your thread. I appreciate it though. :hi:

It's a different tune for most of it, though ...

The first day after Christmas, my true love and I had a fight.
And so I chopped that pear tree down and burned it just for spite!
And 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 rung the necks of both those turtle doves
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The third day after Christmas, my mother caught the croup.
I had to use the three French hens to make some chicken soup.
The four calling birds were a big mistake, for their language was obscene.
The five golden rings were completely fake and they turned my fingers green!

The sixth day after Christmas, the six laying geese wouldn’t lay.
I sent the whole darn gaggle to the ASPCA.
The seventh day, what a mess I found! All seven of he swimming swans had drowned
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The eighth day after Christmas, before they could suspect,
I packaged up the
8 maids a milking,
9 ladies dancing,
10 lords a leaping,
11 pipers piping,
12 drummers drumming (well, I kept one of the leaping lords),
and sent them back collect!

I wrote my true love, “We are through, love!”
And said in so many words,
“Furthermore your Christmas gifts are for the
4 calling birds,
3 French hens,
2 Turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!”

:rofl:

I didn't notice it earlier.