Some would say, who doesn't love a sport where you are not only allowed to drink copious quantities of beer, but encouraged to do so? But I suppose there would be a spoilsport like myself who suggests that maybe a better sport would be one that requires the use of chloroform, but there ya go. So if you would like some infectiously peppy music to go along with your festive funeral home-sponsored shirt and clown-y shoes previously worn by dozens of others with various levels of hygienic habits, this Bert Kaempfert album may be "up your alley".
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