I think we all know what happened here. Tired of her house being overrun by birds, the recipient of all these gifts finally took her suitor aside and told him "Look, if you want to still be around here by day twelve, I want to see something under the tree that doesn't want to make a nest in it!" Romeo responds by picking up five golden rings. Dude....overkill much? I once bought Lori two silver rings on a chain and I was golden for three months. Granted the rings were from Tiffany's and I hadn't just dumped a dozen birds on her, but I still think five rings is a little excessive.
Of course, if you're thinking of sending five golden rings our way, I'm sure my wife won't discourage you, but I've got a slightly different idea. How about five Olympic rings? I'm still kicking myself for missing out on the Olympics in Vancouver, so a little jaunt to Sochi would probably go a long way towards making me feel better. Of course, if you want to plan ahead, Brazil 2016 would be an even bigger hit but hey...this is your gift to me. I'll let you make those kind of decisions. I don't want to take all the surprise out of Christmas morning.
Alright then...everybody sing....
On the fifth day of Christmas, what you should get for me...
Five Olympic Rings....
Four Star Wars Angry Birds
Three Healthy Children
Two nights at Turtle Bay, and a
Hotel room in a pine tree.
Written by Steve Pratt