Have you ever tried to sing along with “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch?” The lyrics are really quite hilarious. I heard this on my morning commute and decided it was worth sharing.

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch. You really are a heel. You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch. You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel. You're a monster, Mr. Grinch. Your heart's an empty hole. Your brain is full of spiders, you've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch. I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole. You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch. You have termites in your smile. You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch. Given the choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile. You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch. You're a nasty, wasty skunk. Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch. The three words that best describe you are, and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk." You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch. You're the king of sinful sots. Your heart's a dead tomato with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch. Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots. You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch. With a nauseous super-naus. You're a crooked jerky jockey and you drive a crooked horse, Mr. Grinch. You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce.

I wonder what exactly is a nauseous super-naus? Any ideas? Hhm.

I was feeling a little grinchy myself yesterday, so I went home and made dark chocolate peppermint truffles. This is a tried and true recipe, but I like to change up the coating for the truffles. This year, I used crushed candy canes.

Have a great weekend!