When I was very young (4-5 maybe), my grandfather pushed us down a sledding hill in a sled made of a wooden soap crate with some "skis" on it. Nice logo on the crate of a lady in a tub with bubbles. So it was only natural (for me) to hear the jingle bells lyrics as...
"Oh what fun it is to laugh and sing in a one-horse soap in sleigh."
"Oh what fun it is to laugh and sing in a one-horse soap in sleigh."








