Xmas songs everywhere you go. It's sickening. More than a month till Festivus and I already want to punch Rudolph in his nose-so-bright.
Teddy the red-nose Senator Had a very shiny car And if you ever saw it You were probably near a bar All of the other Senators Wondered how he got his dames They thought he drank too many To play in any bedroom games Then one foggy Christmas Eve Santa came to say Teddy with your nose so red Won't you help me drive my sled That's how the police found them Wrapped around a maple tree Teddy the red-nose Senator You're a drunken S.O.B.
cheech and chongs christmas story about santa clause and his old lady, thats the only christmas song/story i listen to
don't get me started on fucking christmas songs. last year at my job they played all those CD's on rotation (The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year, It's Cold Outside, etc etc) and then I'd get home and my mom would be playing the same damn songs. it reminded me of work and I had to turn them off. I like the Charlie Brown christmas soundtrack, though.
Lol, jingle hells. That reminds me of a funny story. So last year, around this time, I had a field trip to the mall of america. Otherwise known as the biggest mall in america. When we got there, we had little groups that we kept to. I was with my friend, and some pothead. So when we got there, we decided to go to the parking lot, and make it a little fun. Turned out the potheads good greens were actually very bunk. It wore off after about 10 minutes. So anyway, the next thing we did was got something to eat. Me and the pothead split on a pizza. My friend got a phillie cheesesteak sub. The pizza was good, but my friend soon found that the sub gave him food poisoning. We started walking around, hitting every bathroom so he could vomit, rather than any interesting stores. At one point, as this routine continued; the pothead ditched us so he could go smoke with some other kid. Unfortunately, he was the one who actually knew where he was going. He also happened to be the one who knew what time it was. So me and my friend got lost in the mall of america, not knowing where we were supposed to meet up with the rest of the school. We ended up getting left there. So we went to one of the entrances, and sat around. My friend would go into the bathroom every few minutes to puke some more. One thing that made it especially bad, was these people working for some kind of charity organisation. He kept chingling this loud ass bell, while singing christmas carols! Anyway, we finally managed to get a ride home. That was the day when I decided I hate the mall of america, and I would never go there again. So far, I've kept to that vow. The reason jingle hells reminds me of that story is because I summed up the experience in a short rhyme. It goes... Stranded in hell With the chingles of a bell.
