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intheheartTitle: Hark, the Herald Angels... Something, Anyway
Rating: PG-13 for some swearing.
Summary: The Warmind family's somewhat ballistic approach to caroling.
Date: 2014
Notes: Let's lighten the mood somewhat, shall we?
"Hark the herald angels sing!"
"Glory to the newborn ow! Goddamnit, Elliot!"
"That wasn't bloody me!"
"Who the fuck else would pinch me in the middle of a song?"
"I dunno, maybe it was Theo."
"I am going to dismember you!"
"Play nice now, children."
"Oh, shut up, Anna, you're not that much older than us!"
"I am, and if you don’t stop fighting this instant you're all grounded."
"Chrissy, you are not Mom."
"And it is Christmas. Stop fighting."
"Oh, fine, whatever."
"Ha, listen to Mort, he's on a different song already."
"And heaVEN and heaven and nature sing!"
Rating: PG-13 for some swearing.
Summary: The Warmind family's somewhat ballistic approach to caroling.
Date: 2014
Notes: Let's lighten the mood somewhat, shall we?
"Hark the herald angels sing!"
"Glory to the newborn ow! Goddamnit, Elliot!"
"That wasn't bloody me!"
"Who the fuck else would pinch me in the middle of a song?"
"I dunno, maybe it was Theo."
"I am going to dismember you!"
"Play nice now, children."
"Oh, shut up, Anna, you're not that much older than us!"
"I am, and if you don’t stop fighting this instant you're all grounded."
"Chrissy, you are not Mom."
"And it is Christmas. Stop fighting."
"Oh, fine, whatever."
"Ha, listen to Mort, he's on a different song already."
"And heaVEN and heaven and nature sing!"
