*ahem* In this season of love and friendship, I feel it is only appropriate to sing a song. Chipmunks roasting in a forest fire, Jack Frost ripping off your toes. Yuletide carolers being mugged by a choir! And folks dressed up like Navajos. Everybody knows the turkey ate the mistletoe, sometimes turkeys aren't too bright. Tiny tots with their clothes all aflame will find it hard to sleep tonight. They know that Santa's passed away! He's dropped his load of toys and goodies in the bay! And every mother's child is gonna cry to see that reindeer really don't know how to fly. And so I'm offering this demented phrase, to kids from 101 to 102, although it's been said many times, many ways, happy Hanukkah to you. Merry Christmas, everybody.