Y’all, I told myself I wouldn’t do it. I just swore I would not kick the dead horse of Christmas parodies, but I just can’t resist it.
So here it goes (sing with me now!):
On the twelfth day of Christmas the Deep South gave to me…
12 Half-shell oysters
11 Rs a-dropping
10 Quarts o’ gumbo
9 Laundry airings
8 Foundation garments
7 Barbeques
6 Out-law in-laws
5 Pints of ‘shine…
4 Cotton bolls
3 Bless your hearts
2 Cans of hair spray
and eighty-four percent humidity!
And now back to your regularly scheduled programs…
Audrey…it had to be done…there was just no getting around it. Love it!!!
Thanks! Glad you liked it, Beth!