18th Jan – We would sing, and dance around, because we know, we can’t be found.

God said 'Abraham, kill me a son,' And Abraham asked, 'Which one?' To which God replied, ‘Well, if there isn’t one that you perceive as a threat, kill the one who most gets on your nerves, I suppose.’

22nd Dec – For unto us a child is born, Unto us, a son is given.

The old me would have appended something to that sentence, but the new me knows that even if you nail the follow up all qualifiers weaken the case.