English translation made by DonSvenne
-Hello and welcome to my little Christmas-table
-I though I would talk about all good liqueur more… that has to do with Christmas
-Lets us start with a welcome drink
-Instead of GlÃ¶gg that only messy up and sticks everywhere, we have here taken in a shallow and clear drink, namely “hot besk”
-A mixture of sugar, liqueur, a little water end a pitch of wormwood that warms up and see, now it is finished. Lets us taste it.
(He takes a glass and taste it)
-Lovely, lovely and much better then glÃ¶gg and YOU DON’T NEED TO BUY raisins and almonds too!
-Now when we have been a little warmer it is time to take a seat at the table, right?
(Walks to the table)
-Hmm, yes, yes
-I take my seat here between plates and glasses
-The first course on a chirstmastable consists of herring, with different colours and different lengths that we take down with schnapps.
-Here we have a lot of different and good Scandinavian vodka who are just as good as each other. SkÃ¥ne, Borsch, Pure Vodka, Blackcurrant and Aqua White.
- Best on Christmas though is grenever, cause it rimes so good on beaver.
(Sings) Oh now its Christmas again, now its Christmas again and my father makes at home burned stalk.
- Oh **** what it was good.
- Then we go haste to the main course then. To it we usually drink the white or the red wines; they go good with both fish and meat.
- And to the porridge we will take a glass of the yellow, Asian wine, Mongol. Mongol.
(Screams in terror)
- For those who dont like wine, we got something really special. Our homemade beer, MUMMA!
- Oh it’s so good so I don’t know where to put my mouth.
- Your are so good Mumma, Mumma.
- We have indeed come to the dessert. The coffee and the cake taste much better with a little bit different, fine one more. For example this old punch.
(Sings, probably racism) Yellowing, Yellowing, Come now your little uglying, punch, punch, punch!
- Oh No, No, For **** Sakes what it have to taste. Oh No that wasn’t good, it was totally too sweet.
- We have to take something different in stead. Brandy, Armagnac, Armagnac, you’re the best on my Christmas table.
- Holy **** what its rips good!
- The meal is over and its time for the big Christmas grog. Hurray, hurray.
- We take forward a big glass and mix our entire goods liqueur we have at home. It can be gin and it can be whiskey. It can be gin and it can be whiskey.
- What do we have more? Oh, Campari and vodka. And it have to be everything cause its Christmas and you drink everything on Christmas. So we top that with a cone. And then we light one of these little tomteblossen “sparkler”.
(Tries to get it lighted)
- Burn for Satan, burn. Then you hook it on the edge of the glass and plays that it is Christmas.
(Takes the drink and taste it)
- Damn, it was a poisonous one. For **** sake what it is lovely with a Christmas table.
- Well, that were everything you could offer on a Christmas table. I Think So.
- At last we have to exercise until New Years Eve and take us a little glass of champagne so we know how it tastes also. At last we have to say toast and thanks.