Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for January 26, 2018

What, no hat? No broom?

Either coal as nose or carrot!

No innards?

Don’t forget a spleen.

Kinda reminds me of my compatriot the Reverend Testaclies.

Body parts for sale.

Don’t forget the smaller snowballs for the male anatomy.

Ew gross

I think the Snow People are all a bunch of “flakes”…! O<|];o)

Just chillin’ in anatomy class?

With a corncob pipe

And a button nose and

Two eyes made out of coal

There must have been some magic

In that old silk hat they found

For when they placed it on his head

He began to dance around

I’ve got big balls

I’ve got big balls

They’re such big balls

And they’re dirty big balls

And he’s got big balls

And she’s got big balls

(But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all)

And my balls are always bouncing

My ballroom always full

And everybody comes and comes again

If your name is on the guest list

No one can take you higher

Everybody says I’ve got

Great balls of fire

I’ve got big balls

I’ve got big balls

They’re such big balls

And they’re dirty big balls

And he’s got big balls

And she’s got big balls

(But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all)

Some balls are held for charity

And some for fancy dress

But when they’re held for pleasure

They’re the balls that I like best

My balls are always bouncing

To the left and to the right

It’s my belief that my big balls

Should be held every night

We’ve got big balls

We’ve got big balls

We’ve got big balls

Dirty big balls

He’s got big balls

She’s got big balls

(But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all)

We’ve got big balls

We’ve got big balls

And I’m just itching to tell you about them

Oh we had such wonderful fun

Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish

(But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all)