Ho Ho Ho...Merry Christmas!
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Man that one brings back OLD memories! Back in the late 80s I worked in the local gas station, up in North Dakota. Boss didn't drink often, but when he drank, he DRANK!! Always had a little Christmas Spirits on Christmas Eve before we closed for the holiday, usually something someone had gifted us there at the garage, Lord Calvert as a rule. Boss would bartend; he'd always laugh about pouring his 2 finger drinks... hold hand sideways in front of you, and close the middle 2 fingers. And, as the afternoon progressed, the two extended fingers spread farther apart.
At any rate, we were all well tuned by closing time one year. Boss and my co-worker, his nephew, affectionately dubbed "Cooter" after the Dukes of Hazzard character, had to attend services that evening at the local Baptist Church. Bosses wife was a little miffed about his condition when he arrived to get ready for church, because he was a little giggly, but everything was going good and she settled down once they got to church.
The congregation sang a few hymns, a moment of silence ensued as the preacher let the choir return to their seats, and sorted out his sermon, at which point Cooter broke out in a slightly inebriated chorus of Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer. Upon which the entire congregation broke out in a chuckle, except for the boss, who lost it and tipped over in his pew trying to suppress fits of laughter. Which set the son-in-law off, who was also at the station that afternoon enjoying the Christmas Spirits. He was leaned over the back of the pew in front of him, about to sh1t a kidney he was laughing so hard. Cooter lost track of his reindeer, and started laughing too. The entire congregation got to giggling at the three of them, including the preacher. The bosses wife was of course embarrassed to death, and saw NO humor in any of this.
Took about 10 minutes to get everything under control, finally got the congregation settled down and every time the preacher would try to say anything, he'd lose it again. Was literally in tears behind the pulpit a time or two. And, the entire congregation would start all over, which set the boys off again.
Christmas at the station was never quite the same after that. The boss lady would come down and threaten everyone at lunch on Christmas Eve, Cooter would go into a chorus of the infamous song, she'd get pissed, slam the door and stomp back to work, then they'd all get drunk just so they didn't have to go to church.
Never do I hear the song, without thinking about the day Cooter and that song became famous in our little town!
At any rate, we were all well tuned by closing time one year. Boss and my co-worker, his nephew, affectionately dubbed "Cooter" after the Dukes of Hazzard character, had to attend services that evening at the local Baptist Church. Bosses wife was a little miffed about his condition when he arrived to get ready for church, because he was a little giggly, but everything was going good and she settled down once they got to church.
The congregation sang a few hymns, a moment of silence ensued as the preacher let the choir return to their seats, and sorted out his sermon, at which point Cooter broke out in a slightly inebriated chorus of Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer. Upon which the entire congregation broke out in a chuckle, except for the boss, who lost it and tipped over in his pew trying to suppress fits of laughter. Which set the son-in-law off, who was also at the station that afternoon enjoying the Christmas Spirits. He was leaned over the back of the pew in front of him, about to sh1t a kidney he was laughing so hard. Cooter lost track of his reindeer, and started laughing too. The entire congregation got to giggling at the three of them, including the preacher. The bosses wife was of course embarrassed to death, and saw NO humor in any of this.
Took about 10 minutes to get everything under control, finally got the congregation settled down and every time the preacher would try to say anything, he'd lose it again. Was literally in tears behind the pulpit a time or two. And, the entire congregation would start all over, which set the boys off again.
Christmas at the station was never quite the same after that. The boss lady would come down and threaten everyone at lunch on Christmas Eve, Cooter would go into a chorus of the infamous song, she'd get pissed, slam the door and stomp back to work, then they'd all get drunk just so they didn't have to go to church.
Never do I hear the song, without thinking about the day Cooter and that song became famous in our little town!