COTC - 25 Dec 2025 - Merry Christmas in Traverse City

Speaker 0: Pulled off 31 for a peppermint latte downtown packed in its ugly sweater vest, cherry everything from the pie to the toothpaste, tourists ask me where's the rest of the Midwest.

Speaker 1: There's a line of trucks at the donut place, idling guy in shorts and a full white out,

Speaker 0: smiling my aunt's still mad that they raised the price of fudge. We blame it on the snow, the snow

Speaker 1: don't budge. It's a big snow. Small town Christmas up in Traverse City, turn the lights on. Hey, got the big half frozen. Cars are sideways, and in a Subaru sliding all the way in.

Big snow. Small town Christmas from Krakowska out to Petalski Glow. If you can't find the party, check the Meyer parking lot, because that's how Northern Michigan rolls.

Speaker 0: Grandma knit me socks in central colors, says wear them all, you're walking home from church. Uncle bought a six pack labeled summer something we drink it anyway, pretend it doesn't hurt.

Speaker 2: Share if I cut in the hot

Speaker 1: coco, steaming, talking big We've got snow days, slow plows, bonfires in the backyard now. Carol slightly out of Keigo Lions on the count of three. One mitten lost boot Christmas tree strapped to the Subaru. If the world looks weird and pretty, you're probably in traverse We

Speaker 2: got snow

Speaker 1: days, slow plows, bonfires in the backyard now, carols slightly out, he go lions on the count of three old men and lost food Christmas trees strapped to the Subaru roof If the world looks weird and pretty, you probably am Trevor City.

Speaker 2: Snowbank's taller than my uncle Tim. I lost my car to a powder rim. Tried to find Front Street, took a wrong turn, ended up ice fishing next to a taco bird. Christmas up in Traverse City, cherry wine and ugly sweaters that don't fit me, but Thomas key stones in a dollar store stocking. Grandma's Subaru in the ditch still rocking.

Christmas up in Traverse City. Oh, my. Santa snowed in at the Cherry Festival sign. Small Santa's beer smells like pasties. Kids all sticky from fudge and taffy.

Reindeer park by the broody door. Santa's check in' his list on a sample for Christmas up in Traverse City. Cherry white and ugly sweaters that don't fit me. Tylerski stones in the dollar store stocking. Grandma's Subaru in the ditch still rockin'.

Uncle Yell go lions like they can hear him through the flurries. And saying, take him 72 like that solves all my worries. Cousins arguing which leg is best

Speaker 1: while the power lines

Speaker 2: all I'm just trying to microwave last year's fruitcake rum.