I love that song “The Little Drummer Boy.” I love the message of how if you don’t have much money you can make a present of your talent. I don’t have much money. So last night, after hearing that song again, I took my snare drum down to the newborn wing of the hospital. I played the hell out of it. I got hustled out of there and received lotsa’ dirty looks. They threw sugarplums at me. Now I have sugarplums stuck to my head. My doctor said that the only thing he could think of was to let the bees eat at them. Next time I’ll bring myrrh for the little brats…
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