20-12-2008 12 Days of Xmas

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DAY ONE:

Dearest James,

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 affection,

Violet


DAY TWO:

Dearest James,

Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just imagine? Two
Turtle doves!! I'm delighted at your very thoughtful gift. They are just
Too adorable.

My everlasting love,

Violet


DAY THREE:

My Dear James,

Oh! Aren't you the extravagant one! Now I actually must protest. I
Don't deserve such generosity-three French hens! They are just darling,
But I must insist-you've been too, too kind.

All my love,

Violet


DAY FOUR:

Dear James,

Today the postman delivered four calling birds. Now really they ARE
Beautiful. But don't you think enough is enough? You are just being too
Romantic.

Love,

Violet


DAY FIVE:

Dear James,

What a marvellous surprise! Today the postman delivered five gold rings
One for every finger. You're just impossible, but I love it. To tell
You the truth, all these birds really squawk a lot and are getting on
My nerves.

Affectionately,

Violet


DAY SIX:

James,

Today the postman knocked and ran. When I opened the door there were
Actually six geese-a-laying on my front steps. So, you're back on the
Birds again. Those geese are huge! Where in the name of creation will
I keep them? The neighbours are complaining, rightfully so, and it is
Impossible to sleep through this racket.

Now let this be the end of this.

Cordially,

Violet


DAY SEVEN:

James,

What the hell's with you and these f**king birds?!? Seven
Swans-a-swimming? What kind of goddamn joke is this? There's bird s**t
All over the house and they never stop with the racket.

Stop with this sadistic nonsense. This is not funny and I am very
unhappy.

Sincerely,

Violet


DAY EIGHT:

OK Pal ! !

WHAT IN THE SCREAMING HELL AM I GOING TO DO WITH EIGHT MAIDS-A-MILKING?
JESUS!!! I THINK I PREFER THE GODDAMN BIRDS! THE GODDAMN MAIDS-A-MILKING HAD TO BRING THEIR GODDAMN COWS. THERE IS COW s**t ALL OVER MY LAWN AND BIRD s**t ALL OVER THE HOUSE. I CANNOT MOVE MY FEET.

JUST LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE, SMARTASS.


DAY NINE:

LISTEN s**t ! !

YOU'RE A SADISTIC BASTARD! NOW I HAVE NINE PIPERS PIPING IN MY FRONT
YARD AND THEY ARE STANDING KNEE DEEP IN COW s**t. THIS AFTER CHASING
THOSE MAIDS ALL NIGHT LONG. CONSEQUENTLY, UPSETTING THE COWS TO THE
POINT THAT THEY ARE STEPPING ALL OVER THOSE GODDAMN SCREECHING BIRDS. THE NEIGHBOURS HAVE STARTED A PETITION TO EVICT ME.

UP YOURS ! ! !


DAY TEN:

YOU ROTTEN PRICK ! ! !

NOW THERE'S TEN LADIES DANCING. I DON'T KNOW WHY I CALL THOSE SLUTS
"LADIES". THEY'VE BEEN BALLING THOSE GODDAMN PIPERS ALL NIGHT LONG.

NOW THE GODDAMN COWS CAN'T SLEEP AND THEY'VE GOT DIARRHEA! EVERYTHING HAS TURNED TO A RIVER OF s**t ! !

THE COMMISSIONER OF ZONING AND THE BUILDING INSPECTOR HAVE SUBPOENAED ME TO GIVE JUST CAUSE WHY MY HOME SHOULDN'T BE CONDEMNED.

I'M CALLING THE POLICE ! !

I MEAN IT. BY GOD !


DAY ELEVEN:

LISTEN FUCKHEAD ! ! ! !

NEVER IN MY WILDEST IMAGINATION DID I EVER THINK THAT I WOULD BE WITNESS TO ELEVEN LORDS-A-LEAPING ON THAT MANY MAIDS AND "LADIES."

THEY TOOK THOSE BROADS LIKE GRANT TOOK RICHMOND-- AND THEY WILL NEVER WALK EXACTLY RIGHT AGAIN. I WASN'T THE ONLY WITNESS, BY THE WAY.

THE "60 MINUTES" CAMERA CREW AND STAFF ARE JUST NOW LOADING UP THEIR CAMERA AND EQUIPMENT ON A CHARTERED PLANE AND ARE RACING AGAINST TIME TO HAVE THE FIRST CHRISTMAS SPECIAL ON PAY TV.

FOR THE RECORD, ALL 23 OF THOSE GODDAMN BIRDS ARE DEAD. THEY WERE
TRAMPLED TO DEATH IN THE ORGY. AS GOD IS MY WITNESS, SOMEHOW, SOME DAY, I'LL GET YOU ! !

I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR f**king FACE AGAIN AS LONG AS I LIVE!

MISS VIOLET MONICA HABERSHAN


DAY TWELVE:

LAW OFFICES GOLDSTEIN, SILVERBERG AND O'REILLY

Dear Mr Blast:

This is to acknowledge receipt of your latest gift of twelve drummers
drumming, which you have seen fit to inflict upon our client, Miss
Violet Monica Habershan.

The destruction, of course, was total. All correspondence should come
to our attention. If you should attempt to reach Miss Habershan at the
Charter Glade Sanitarium, the attendants have been instructed to shoot
you on sight!

With this letter, please find attached a warrant for your arrest.
I had a face on the mirror
I had a hand on the gun
I had a place in the sun and a ticket to Syria
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