The Twelve Days of Christmas
What Really Happened...
On the first day of Christmas...
December 14, 2013
Dearest Steve:
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 devotion,
Cindy
On the second day of Christmas...
December 15, 2013
Dearest Steve:
Today the postman brought your very sweet gift.
Just imagine two turtle doves. I'm just delighted
at your very thoughtful gift. They are just
adorable.
All my love,
Cindy
On the third day of Christmas...
December 16, 2013
Dearest Steve:
Oh! Aren't you the extravagant one. Now I really
must protest. I don't deserve such generosity,
Three French hens. They are just darling but I must
insist, you've been too kind.
Love,
Cindy
On the fourth day of Christmas...
December 17, 2013
Dear Steve,
Today the postman delivered 4 calling birds. Now
really, they are beautiful but don't you think
enough is enough. You're being too romantic.
Affectionately,
Cindy
On the fifth day of Christmas...
December 18, 2013
Dearest Steve:
What a surprise. Today the postman delivered 5
golden rings; one for every finger. You're just
impossible, but I love it. Frankly, all those birds
squawking were beginning to get on my nerves.
All my love,
Cindy
On the sixth day of Christmas...
December 19, 2013
Dear Steve:
When I opened the door there were actually 6 geese
a-laying on my front steps. So, you're back to
the birds again, huh? Those geese are huge. Where
will I ever keep them? The neighbors are
complaining and I can't sleep through the racket.
Please stop.
Cordially,
Cindy
On the seventh day of Christmas...
December 20, 2013
Steve:
What's with you and those crazy birds?
Do you have some kind of perverted avian fetish?
7 swans a-swimming. What kind of terrible joke is this?
There's bird shit all over the house, and they
never stop with the racket. I can't sleep at
night and I'm a nervous wreck. It's not funny.
So stop sending me all these birds!
Sincerely,
Cindy
On the eighth day of Christmas...
December 21, 2013
O.K. Asshole:
I think I prefer the birds. What am I going to do
with 8 maids a-milking? It's not enough with all
those birds and 8 maids a-milking, but they had to
bring their cows! There is shit all over the lawn
and I can't move in my own house. Just lay off me,
smart ass.
Cindy
On the ninth day of Christmas...
December 22, 2013
Hey! Shithead,
What are you? Some kind of sadist? Now there's 9
pipers playing. And boy, do they play. They've
never stopped chasing those maids since they got
here yesterday morning. They cows are getting upset,
and they're stepping all over those screeching
birds. What am I going to do? The neighbors have
started a petition to evict me.
You'll get yours,
Cindy
On the tenth day of Christmas...
December 23, 2013
You Rotten Sadist,
Now there's 10 ladies dancing. I don't know why I
call those sluts ladies. They've been messing with
those pipers all night long. Now the cows can't
sleep and they've got the diarrhea. My living
room is a river of shit. The Commissioner of
Buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause why this
building shouldn't be condemned.
I'm sicking the police on you.
I'm serious. Fuck off ass wipe!
On the eleventh day of Christmas...
December 24, 2013
Listen! Looser,
What's with the 11 lords a-leaping on those maids
and ladies. Some of those broads will never walk
again. Those pipers ran through the maids and
have been committing sodomy with the cows. All
23 of the birds are dead. They've been trampled
to death in the orgy. I hope you're satisfied,
you rotten, vicious swine. I am going to take a flame thrower to your house.
Your sworn enemy,
Cindy
On the twelfth day of Christmas...
Law Offices
Dewey, Cheatum and Howe
430 N Millsaps Street
Chicago, Illinois
December 25, 2013
Dear Sir:
This is to acknowledge your latest gift of 12
fiddlers fiddling which you have seen fit to
inflict on our client, Miss Cindy Wu Hoo.
The destruction, of course, was total. All
correspondence should come to our attention.
If you should attempt to reach Miss Wu Hoo
at Happy Days Sanitarium, the attendants have
instructions to shoot you on sight. With this
letter please find attached warrant for your
arrest.
Cordially,
Dewey, Cheatum and Howe