Thursday, August 27, 2009


I heard someone utter these words a few nights ago and thought I should pass it along:

“Every time I scratch my nuts an angel loses his wings.
There’s the right one…aaaaaaand the left one.”

Ah yes, a classic Christmas tale that represents a renewed sense of hope as well as a new found appreciation for life. You can almost feel the snow landing softly on your nose in the crisp winter air...well, except in this version...

In this version, the minute a bell rings, some squeaky voiced little boy proclaims that he is scratching his nuts.

Uh yeah…nice kid…why don’t you stand over there…

As it turns out, his scratching slowly leads to the destruction of heaven one angel at a time.

Definitely a new twist on an old classic.