I know I put a ban on all Charlie Daniels name jokes for about 3 weeks now, but this one was so effin awesome that I must allow it to happen. My friends at Chapter Three got together and sent Charlie a Golden Fiddle.

For those of you too young or daft to get the joke, I offer up this lyric from Charlie Daniels' Band's classic, The Devil Went Down to Georgia:

Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.

Below is the letter they enclosed with the fiddle:

Heather and Adam,

Our best wishes on the birth of your child and our sincerest hope that Charlie Daniel take after his mother in every possible way. With the charm and elegance of the Mordecai's being her fault, he should have no problem being the most stylish kid at his school and sharing in many amazing kisses with cute anarchist vegans.

To celebrate his birth - and to prevent future pacts with the devil - we are including this gold fiddle. May he be the best that's ever been.

Your fans and followers,

Zack, Josh, and Matt

Gentlemen, you are geniuses. My boy will do his best to play it like the devil.