Scene. A private girls primary school carol service. There is a choir suitably dressed in smart uniform. Enter the head.
Miss Robottom: Good evening and welcome to St. Augustines nativity play. A special warm welcome to Mr. Jenkins whose first year this is with us. I shall now hand you over to him. Mr Jenkins.
Mr Jenkins:[Comb over national health specs.] We'd like to start with an old favourite, which I'm sure you'll recognise. Feel free to join in.
[We hear a gentle piano intro while Jenkins straps on an electric guitar. He plays a few gentle strums then
Jenkins: [Thrash metal style] We don't wish you a merry christmas
We don't wish you a merry christmas
We don't wish you a merry christmas
But a p*ssed up New Year
Choir: [Flicking v's to audience] F*ck you F*ck you
F*ck you F*ck You
F*ck you F*ck you
F*ck you F*ck you
Jenkins: [ rapping] Rudolph was a reindeer
With a harness round his neck
Then all the other reindeer
Pinned him down for anal sex
Choir: [Holding crotch] F*ck you F*ck you
F*ck you F*ck You
F*ck you F*ck you
F*ck you F*ck youooooo!
[Silence. Pan around to parents open mouths. There is one clap.]
Jenkins: CD's are for sale in the foyer.
END OF SCENE.
Probably a bit to Rock School but hey ho.