Mad Lib from Christmas to Remember Giveaway December 20th.

So we had some fun at our giveaway this time and we had all of our contestants and their guests help us write a new version of “The Night Before Christmas” and here it is….

‘Twas the House before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was toothless, not even a mouse;

The Couches were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all remembering in their beds,
while visions of elves danced in their heads;

And mamma in her ‘kercheif, and Chuck Norris in my cap,
has just settled loudly for a long winters nap,

When out on the Santa Claus there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the Great Lakes Radio to see what was the matter.

Away to the snow I flee like a flash,
tore open the Santa Claus and threw up the sash.

The furniture on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of mid-day to winners below,

When, what to my wondering cars should appear,
but a free sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old Radio Station, so lively and quick,
I win in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More Rapid than dogs his courses they came,
and he whistled, and singing, and called them by name;

“Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now Santa Claus and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Hawaii! On, Donder and Blitzen!

To the hungry of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Climb away! Dash away all!”

As dry elves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the radio the courses they flew,
with the sleigh full of sisters, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I acted on the roof
the prancing and stimulate of each little hoof.

As I win in my hand, and was turning around,
down the furniture St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in parka, from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with toilets and soot;

a bundle of arrows he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a Bull Rider just opening his pack.

His eyes — how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
Hs cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll large mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard of his chin was as green as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his snow like a wreath;

He was a loveable face and a little round belly,
that shook, when he farted like a bowlful of jelly.

He was famous and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a listen of his dead,
soon give me to know I had nothing to dread;

He fishing not a word, but went straight to his work,
and filled all the snowflakes; then turned with a jerk,

And laying a finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the George he rose;

He sprang to his girdle, to his team gave a whistle,
and away they all give like the down of the thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he shoveled out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”

The story turned out pretty funny thanks to all of our friends that came to the event. I hope that everyone had a great time and I look forward to seeing you at our next big event.

Congrats to Ben Klein for becoming the Grand Prize winner at the event he will be giving the Christmas to Remember to his daughter who will be getting married soon. Thanks again to American of Marquette for the Grand Prize and thanks again to all of our proud sponsors like Biolife, Taco Bell, and Fat Boyz of Marquette, as well as Pike Distributors, and the Island Resort and Casino for making this event possible. We had a great time up at the Country Lanes and Entertainment Center in Ishpeming. Keep checking back for the photos from the event!!!

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