Mike Aukerman left the following in comments on Dec 24th 23:59. At the end I have embedded the Christmas Saab ad from a couple of years ago. Enjoy!
Every Swede up in Sweden liked Saab a lot.
But the G-Minch, who lived far west of Sweden, Did NOT!
The G-Minch hated Saab! The whole Saab way!
Now, please don’t ask why. No one can say.
It could be, perhaps, that their shoes were too tight.
It could be their head wasn’t screwed on quite right.
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May have been that their brain was two sizes too small.
But, whatever the reason, their brain or their head,
They stood in the Ren Cen planning for Saab to be dead.
“They’re planning the Phoenix!” they snarled with a sneer.
“Tomorrow is Saab’s time! It’s practically here!”
Then they tapped their G-Minch fingers as the Chinese were arriving.
“We MUST find a way to keep Saab from surviving!”
For, tomorrow, they knew all the Swede women and men
Would wake up bright and early, and build Saabs again.
They’d rush to the factory in southwestern Sweden
The G-Minch couldn’t stand the thought of being beaten.
Then they got an idea! An awful idea! THE G-MINCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
“I know just what to do!” The G-Minch laughed one Sunday.
“We’ll tell the Chinese “No way, no way,
Will we ever approve your involvement with Saab.
We care less about you. Go find a new job.”
But the Swedes wouldn’t stop; nor would the Chinese
“We’ll find a new way, we don’t care what what you please.”
And they sat at the table, to hammer out a deal.
To try to save Saab; nothing was ever so real.
This story’s not through, or so we are told.
Now we must wait to see what will unfold.
As we celebrate Christmas, about to arrive
Keep crossing your fingers; Saab will survive!
Saab will return. They have no choice.