This afternoon, my dad gave me a most important mission: bring home extra straws from the restaurant. It’s not as random as it sounds. Trust me.
So as I’m sitting in the restaurant, sipping my own carbonated beverage and stuffing extra straws into my purse, my friends and I got a tad carried away in our conversation. One thing led to another, and, well, here is my own spin on a classic Christmas tune…
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:
Twelve bendy straws
Eleven cheese nips
Ten curly fries
Nine toothpicks
Eight milkshakes
Seven buttons
Six bundt cakes
Five onion rings
Four spotted cows
Three sofas
Two purple umbrellas
And an owl in an apple tree!
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