On the 7th Day Of Christmas...

So here we are, a week before the big day (it's actually quite unbelievable how fast December's went by), and it's time for another line of the chart-topping extraordinaire that will be named, rather un-originally (and if anyone can think of a better title then tell me, my creative well to do with things festive is slowly running empty...) 'Mark's 12 Days of Christmas'.

Seven swans a-swimming you say?

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Morgan Freeman's voicebox.

Although that looks somewhat gory and like the beginnings of an excellent news story (Man steals Morgan Freeman's Voicebox - Panic Ensues!), can you imagine it? You wake up on Christmas morning to see Morgan Freeman (seeing his voicebox would be kinda disgusting), rocking back and forward on the rocking chair in front of the fire, a festive looking jumper on, singing the words to your favourite Christmas carols? Lets face it, the man's voice is epic. Or, you do get his voicebox as a present and you replace yours with his - imagine the new paths open to you then! Voiceovers! M&S adverts!

Mark, out.
xxx


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