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Post by Tony B. on Dec 10, 2007 0:59:19 GMT -5
Had a friend send this to me today...I never knew it was code .......hopefully the pc police wont hear about it.......
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What in the world do leaping lords, French hens, swimming swans, and especially the partridge who won't come out of the pear tree have to do with Christmas?
Here is the fascinating answer ...
From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England were not permitted to practice their faith openly. Someone during that era wrote this carol as a catechism song for young Catholics.
It has two levels of meaning: The surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of their church.
Each element in the carol has a code word for religious reality which the children could remember.
The partridge in the pear tree was Jesus Christ.
Two turtle doves were the Old and the New
testaments.
Three French hens stood for faith, hope and love.
The four calling birds were the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.
The five golden rings recalled the Torah or Law, the first five books of the Old Testament..
The six geese a-laying stood for the six days of creation.
Seven swans a-swimming represented the seven fold gifts of the Holy Spirit Prophesy, Serving, Teaching, Exhortation, Contribution, Leadership, and Mercy.
The eight maids a-milking were the eight beatitudes.
Nine ladies dancing were the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit: Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self Control.
The ten lords a-leaping were the ten commandments.
The eleven pipers piping stood for the eleven disciples.
The twelve drummers drumming symbolized the twelve points of belief in the Apostle's Creed.
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Post by michael on Dec 10, 2007 23:12:46 GMT -5
Remember SCTV's version.....
Bob: Okay, g'day, this is our Christmas part of the album and you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh, or to yourself on Christmas Eve if there's nothing else to do.
Doug: G'day, eh, in case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part.
Bob: Oh, I'd guarantee you you'd be on. Okay, so g'day, this is the Christmas part and we're going to tell you what to get, uh, your true love for Christmas.
Doug: Look out the window!
Bob: Where? What're you doing?
Doug: Snow, hosehead.
Bob: What? Oh, it's the Great White North and it's snowing 'cause its Christmas time. Hey, hoser!
Doug: What?
Bob: Here's a quiz... Quiz for Doug.
Doug: Okay, I have my thinking toque on.
Bob: Yeah, right. What are the twelve days of Christmas? Because, figure it out, right? Christmas is when?
Doug: Uh, the twenty-fifth.
Bob: Right, and what's the twenty-fourth? Christmas Eve, right?
Doug: That's two.
Bob: And then, what's after that?
Doug: Um...
Bob: Boxing Day.
Doug: Wrestling Day.
Bob: No, get out!
Doug: Boxing Day, yeah, yeah, I knew.
Bob: That's three, then what's after that? Nothing.
Doug: New Year's.
Bob: Four, and what's...
Doug: New Year's Eve.
Bob: Five.
Doug: Okay.
Bob: Where do you get twelve?
Doug: Uh, there's two Saturdays and Sundays in there, that's four. That's nine, and three other days which I believe are the mystery days.
Bob: Okay, now this is our Christmas song, in case you don't know what to get somebody for Christmas.
Doug: There's lots of ideas in here, so listen and don't get stuck.
BOB & DOUG'S TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Eight comic books
Seven packs of smokes
Six packs of two-fours
Five golden toques
Four pounds of back bacon
Three french toasts
Two turtlenecks
And a beer in a tree
(Bob & Doug didn't cover days nine through twelve.)
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Post by michael on Dec 11, 2007 15:31:01 GMT -5
Hi Missy ! Me too........
Cheech and Chong Christmas (Santa and his Old Lady)
Mamama sita
Donde esta Santa Cleese
The vato with the boney knees
He coming down the street
With no shoes on his feet
And he's going to
No, no, that ain't it
Mamama sita
Donde esta Santa Claus
The guy with the hair on his jaws
He's, nah
Hey, man, come over here, man
I need some help, man
Yeah, man, I can dig that
Like, what are you doing, man
I'm trying to write a song
About Santa Claus, man
But it's not coming out
About who, man
About Santa Claus, man
You know, Santa Claus, man
Oh, yeah, man
I played with those dudes, man
What
Yeah, last year at the Fillmore, man
Me and the bass player sat in, man
Oh, hey, man
You think Santa Claus is a group
No, it's not a group, man
What, they break up, man
No, man, it's one guy, man
You know, he had
He had a red suit on, man
With black patent leather shoes
You know the guy, man
Oh, yeah
He's with Motown, ain't he
No, man, he's not, aw
Yeah, I played with that dude too, man
He's a good singer, man
No, no, hold on, man
He's not with Motown, man
Well, then he's with Buddha, man
No, aw, man, you don't
Know who Santa Claus is, man
Yeah, well, I'm not from here, man
Like, I'm from Pittsburgh, man
I don't know too many local dudes
Oh, I see, well, hey, man
Sit back and relax and I'll
Tell you the story about Santa Claus, man
Listen, once upon a time
About, mmm, five years ago
There was this groovy dude
And his name was Santa Claus, you know
And he used to live over
In the projects with his old lady
And they had a pretty good thing together
Because his old lady was really fine
And she could cook and all that
Stuff like that, you know
Like, she made the
Best brownies in town, man
Oh, I could remember 'em now, man
I could eat one of 'em, man
Wow, did you know these people, man
Oh, yeah, man
They used to live next door to me, you know
Until they got kicked out, man
What, they got kicked out of the projects, man
Yeah, you know what happened, man
They used to live with all these midgets
You know, and the midgets used to
Make a lot noise, you know
Like pounding and hammering
And pounding all night, man
Typical freaks, huh
Oh, yeah, man
They were really freaks, man
As a matter of fact
They all moved up North together, you know
Oh, they have to go
Get their head together, man
Yeah, get their head together
And they started a commune, you know
It was called the, uh
Santa Claus and his Old Lady Commune
It was a real famous one up there, man
And they used to sit around
And groove all the time, you know
Oh, yeah
A really good time there, man
That sounds heavy, man
Yeah, they eat the brownies, man
They drink the tea, man
And what they did most of the time though
Was make a lotta goodies, you know
And they had everything they needed
They only needed to come into town
Maybe once year or something like that
To pick up the welfare check
And the food stamps
Yeah, man, no, no, what they did, man
Is once a year when they
Made all the goodies, you know
They used to put 'em in a big shopping bag
And then they used to take the shopping bag
And deliver 'em to all the boys and girls
All the way around the world, man
Hey, well, that's hip, man
That sounds real nice, man
Oh, yeah, they were really nice people, man
And so much class, man
They had so much class, you know
Like, even take the way
They used to deliver the toys, you know
It's like Santa Claus used to have this
Really sharp chort, man, you know
It was lowered to the ground
Had twice-pipes, candy apple red
And button top, ooh, clean
Hey, that sounds like a hip snowmobile, man
No, no, it wasn't a snowmobile
It was a sled, you know
One of those big sleds, you know
And he used to have it
Pulled by some reindeers
You know, like, reindeers
Some what, man
Some reindeers, you know
He used to hook them onto the sled
And then he used to
Stand up inside the sled
And hold on to the reins
And then call out their names
Like, on, Donner, on, Blitzen
On, Chewy, on, Tavo, come on, Beto
And the reindeers used to
Take off into the sky and
Fly across the sky, man
Wow, man, that's far out, man
Yeah, and then when they flied across the sky
They used to come down to places like
Oh, Chicago, L.A., Nueva York and Pacoima
And all those places, you know
And then land on top of people's roofs
And then old Santa Claus would
Make himself real small, you know
Like, a real small guy, and he'd come
Down the chimney and then he would
Give you all the stuff that he made, man
And dig this, man
He did it all in one night, man
Hey, just a minute, man
Now, how'd he do that, man
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Oh, well, man, he took the freeway
How else, man
No, man, no, man
How'd he do all that other stuff, man
Like, how'd he make himself small, man
And how'd he, like, how'd he get
The reindeer off the ground, man
Oh, well, man
He had some magic dust, man
Some magic dust
Yeah, magic dust, you know
He used to give a little bit to the reindeer
A little bit to Santa Claus
A little bit more for Santa Claus
A little bit more for Santa Claus
And this would get the reindeer off, man
Aw, got 'em off, man
Are you kidding, man
They flew all the way
Around the world, man
Hey, that's far out, man
Hey, I come I've never met this dude, man
Oh, man, he doesn't do that bit anymore, man
It got too dangerous, man
Yeah, I can dig that, man
'Cause that's a dangerous bit, man
Yeah, lemme tell you, it sure was, man
Like just two years ago, man
He got stopped at the border, you know
And they took him into another room
And took off his clothes, man
And searched him and searched
His bag of goodies, man
And then when he was leaving, man
He was flying through the air
Somebody took a shot and his reindeer, you know
Aw, that's a drag, man
Yeah, it really was, man
And then, man, he went down South, man
And they tried to cut off
His hair and his beard, man
And all the time, he was getting stopped
And pulled over and asked for his ID, man
Just everywhere he went
He ran into too much recession, man
No, man, you mean he ran into
Too much repression, man
Aw, repression, recession, man
It's all the same thing, man
Yeah, man, but it's a drag, man
'Cause we could sure use
A dude like that right now
Oh, he still comes around, man
Oh, yeah
Yeah, but he comes in disguises now
Aw, he went underground, man
Yeah, underground, man
I can dig it
Yeah, but you ought to see his disguise
Nobody would ever know it was him, man
Oh, yeah
Yeah, he's got a job
In front of the department store
Ringing this bell and playing
This tambourine next to
This black pot, you know
Aw, I've seen the dude, man
Yeah, you know who I'm talking about, man
Yeah, man, I played with
That cat last year, man
What
Yeah, we played in front of a store, man
We made a lot of bread, man
Aw, hey, wait a minute, man
Santa Claus is not a musician, man
I'm hip, man
That cat didn't know any tunes, man
Oh, hey, wait a minute, man
No, he's not hip to that at all, man
No, but I played with this dude, man
Are you sure, man
I'm positive, man
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The radio station here play's it every year and I try to catch it when they do 
On Donner, on, Blitzen
