Happy Christmas from North Nosebleed

I'm home in North Nosebleed (25 miles south of the Great White North, population 2,500 if you count the larger farming area, 500 if you just count "downtown"), and we just got back from our Christmas morning church service. The minister was phoning it in, so he read a story from Reader's Digest and then read this piece of shite from the internet about how each of the 12 days of Christmas has a Christian symbolism behind it (11 ladies dancing = the 11 faithul apostles... the sad ultimate conclusion of which analogy is jesus in a pear tree, as in nailed dead to a pear tree). So of course stuck in my head for the rest of the service was the Great White North Bob and Doug McKenzie's 12 Days of Christmas, which ends with a beer ...in a pear tree.

Another highlight of my Christmas morning-- seeing that one of the many local snowmen has a very straight and tall pine-branch mohawk.

Now, PRESENTS.