The Walking Birds Brought Friends

(I work in a large, open-plan office. A colleague sitting on the bank of desks next to mine starts singing “The Twelve Days of Christmas.”)

Colleague: “FIIIIVE GOOOOLD RIIINGS! Four walking birds, three walking birds, two walking birds, and a partridge in a pear tree.”

Me: *almost crying with laughter* “I really don’t think that’s how it goes.”