I spent the Advent season working retail in a British imports shop where I was forced to listen to the "great" Irish Tenors' Christmas album, "We Three Kings" over and over and over. They sing a bowdlerized version of "Fairytale" that removes all the ironic and angry dialogue lines, gutting the song completely and turning it into just another saccharine bit of holiday schmaltz. Makes me yearn for another spin of Kirsty (God rest her soul) & Shane (God make him sober)on the turntable.

Mostly, it makes me miss Kirsty...and wish I could take "We Three Kings" and smash the CD to smithereens.

--Cuilionn