Sunday, December 13, 2009

Puddledy Pum This!

The annual salute to fudge continues.

December 13:

You've had it with Christmas carols that require the singers to make instrument noises. In all your days you've never heard a drum that sounded even remotely like 'rum-pa-pum-pum', and singing it just makes the choir members look silly.

Choir members who rebel and blow raspberries with their lips instead get extra fudge.

("Come, they told me bbbbrrrrrrrrrpppppp - aaahhh...")


Click here to watch a favorite Christmas Caroling video, courstesy of my buddy Ken Craig, whose college pals are featured in the film.

It should be noted that following college, Ken went on to raise and provide for a family, and currently serves as a bishop in my area as well as the resident expert on U2 and obscure film trivia.

Evidently, the rest of his friends just formed a marauding boy band which has been menacing the streets of Provo for the better part of the last 15 years.

7 comments:

Stacy said...

Ha Ha Ha! I just did a list of the ten worst Christmas songs of all time, and I'm glad that I'm not the only one that wants to stick things in my eye when I hear "pa rum pum pum pum!" Seriously. What mother of a newborn wants some random kid visiting her insisting on banging a drum?

aunt dyanne said...

The mother of 2 drummers. maybe that's why they are drummers today...cuz somebody's favorite song as a child was rum-pa-pum-pum...?

L.T. Elliot said...

It's true. That drummer boy LIED to me! Punk.

Steph @ Diapers and Divinity said...

Agreed. Hate that song. Almost as much as the Christmas shoes one.

AS Amber said...

Have you seen the video of Jordan and Dyllan singing that song at their pre-school program? It's pretty much the funniest thing you'll ever see.

Kim has it. Next time you're there you HAVE TO watch it.

Cute YouTube clip!

Amber Lynae said...

It is bad that I laughed really loud when the guy falls into the puddle. I feel so mean hearted.

Lisa Loo said...

I got so caught up reading his blog I almost forgot to come back! His fear a certain methods of death had me snorting like a horse in labor--