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Season's Peevings
Attention merry-makers. When singing "The Twelve Days of Christmas," the fifth day is not not not "Five gold rings." It's golden rings, as in ring-necked pheasants. Days one through seven are all gifts of fowl. You'd think that the people trying to draw "go-old" into two syllables to fit the meter would realize something is wrong, but noooooo.
Miss Piggy, John Denver and other singing ignorami can suck it. I'll leave it to BRC to chastize the rest of you for "calling" birds.
Merry fucking X-mas.
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