By Mike Ruffin
This edition of The Herald-Gazette was published on the third day of Christmas. Speaking of which - did you receive three French hens? Or, if you’re reading this on Wednesday, did you receive four calling birds? If not, you might want to consider just how true your “true love” is.
You might be like me, though: I’d prefer three Cornish hens (they’re mighty tasty!) or four non-calling birds (I’m on the bird no-call list).
If you’re like me (admit it: you just said, “Not likely!), you were a grown human being before you learned that there really are twelve days of Christmas. For the first two decades of my life, I thought it was just one of the worst Christmas songs ever written.
It’s not the worst one, though, not by a long shot. The worst Christmas song of all time is “Last Christmas” by Wham!.