On the second day of Christmas...
I just noticed the logical disconnect between counting up in a countdown. Oh well, logic was never my best subject.
On the second day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.
First off, I can see where this is going and if he keeps going I'm going to have an orchard on my hands. On the other hand, dove = pigeon = squab = dinner tonight.