12 days of LJ
On the twelfth day of Christmas, choucroute sent to me...
Twelve storms lightning
Eleven trees singing
Ten campfires a-spooning
Nine baritones daydreaming
Eight kazoos a-camping
Seven songs a-travelling
Six forests a-cuddling
Five ima-a-a-aginary places
Four voice imitations
Three good friends
Two lava lamps
...and a barbershop in an irony.