Posts of Christmas past… because this one really needs to be seen every year…

This one was called: Can we stop doing sexy Christmas songs? Can we, huh?

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I hate that ‘Santa Baby’ song. Don’t sing sexy-time to Santa. That is just wrong. But not as wrong as saying you want a car, a mink coat and a diamond ring. And no, I don’t want to think about Santa shimmying down a chimney. My mind is messed up enough already.

And while we are on the subject, that song “Baby It’s Cold Outside’ is just sick. That guy is just trying to seduce that poor, innocent girl. He is trying to get her drunk and talk her into spending the night with him. She can find a cab. She can call a cab company on the phone. Dude, you are making all men look bad with your pathetic attempts to try to beg that girl to stay. She isn’t ready yet, or you wouldn’t have to be trying so hard. Now just give it up.

Thank you. I feel better now.

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16 Responses to Posts of Christmas past… because this one really needs to be seen every year…

  1. sagedoyle's avatar sagedoyle says:

    I agree, especially those versions of “Santa Baby” when the singer tries to sound like a little girl. And there’s the lyric in “Baby It’s Cold Outside” when she sings, “what’s in this drink”, ruffee maybe?

  2. julie's avatar julie says:

    you just have to change up the words a little bit…..
    “later on, we’ll perspire, while we sit by the fire”
    or
    “Oh ho the mistletoe hung where you can see, Somebody waits for you kick her once for me”

  3. wpout's avatar Asariels Muse says:

    I can’t stand all the mournful songs. I mean, this is supposed to be a happy time folks, pick up the tempo now and then.

  4. Elyse's avatar Elyse says:

    You’re right, art. As much as it pains me to say so!

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