For context, this is a Dad joke that served to lift up my kids spirits when we had to abandon a Ozarks Highland hike due to freezing temperatures the week before Christmas.

I was telling my kids about a friend I had when I was younger who had an amazing pet parrot named Chet. It seems cruel now but amazed me a the time. My friend would hold a lighter under Chet's foot and the parrot would break out singing, "Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way..." Then he would hold the lighter under Chet's other foot and he would sing, "Silent night, Holy night...." Finally my friend would hold it between Chet's feet and he would sing, "Chet's nuts roasting on a open fire...."