Transcription: In the doorway of my kitchen you might get an awful itching to give somebody a big holiday smooch. Or if you would look above your head you'd see the green and white and red and put that little flat to use. It's a fearsome old tradition in the doorway of my kitchen and there's hardly anyone who can escape. Get me out of here! Inside the doorway someone's bound to make it your way and unless Yes, you've done real fast. Too late.