CHIPMUNKS ROASTING ON AN OPEN FIRE . . .

I don't know who wrote this, so i can't give an attribution, but . . . sing this to the tune of Walking in a Winter Wonderland:

Lacy things -- the wife is missin',
Didn't ask -- her permission,
I'm wearin' her clothes,
Her silk pantyhose,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

In the store -- there's a teddy,
Little straps -- like spaghetti,
It holds me so tight,
Like handcuffs at night,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

In the office there's a guy named Melvin,
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown.
He'll say, "Are you ready?" I'll say,"Whoa, Man!"
"Let's wait until our wives are out of town!"

Later on, if you wanna,
We'll dress up like Madonna,
Put on some eyeshade,
And join the parade,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear!

Lacy things... missin',
Didn't ask... permission,
Wearin' her clothes,
Her silk pantyhose,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear!

Dad.dog!!!!

Dite.me

Ok

Chipmunks roasting on an open fire
Frostbite chewing on your nose.
Yuletide carollers being thrown on a fire
And folks dressed up like buffaloes

Everybody knows a turkey slaughtered in the snow
Helps to make the season right.
Tiny tots with their eyes all gouged out
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of guns and bullets on his slay
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really scream when they die.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from 1 to 92.
Although it's been said many times, many ways;
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, To YOU!

bm

I wish I was a poet, but I aint.

Looking forward to reading more, though.

Very funny!

Setana I sang your version of this song to Merry Andrew. When I finished, he looked at me in total amazement and said, "Who in hell posted that?" I blushed and said "Setana". "Setana" he said. "Oh ye gads and little fishes, Setana said that?" He shook his head and said,
"Was he drunk?" I said, "I don't think so, there weren't any typos."

We both thank you, it was absolutely the funniest parody ever.

Have a cool yule.

Tell MA that i don't take strong drink, nor do i need any to be goofy.

You look real comfy, snuggled in your bed.

Yes, isn't that a terrific shot, Intrepid! Love it!

What you can't see, though, is the silk stockings and garters i'm wearing.

That right there is almost enough to make me believe in a god to thank.

(snork)

Keep yer imaginary friend superstition to yerself, 'K, Wabbit?

Anything!!!!


Just don't make me see the stockings and garters on that hairy leg with the knee that bends the wrong way.

Mmmmmmm . . . black silk, so smooth, so luxurious against the leg . . .

Shudder

STOP THAT!!!!!



Aaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhhhhhhh!

Every time you mention those hairy legs and the silk a Bunny dies!

Wait, that's how people gets babies.....