Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Christmas Time


I know this is supposed to be a sports blog, but with the Lions, Pistons and Red Wings all blowing harder than Monica Lewinsky in the Oval Office, I'll try to entertain in different ways.

While I was mid-last minute shopping, I stumbled upon that golden Christmas Song about how "I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus" and never really took the time to realize how fucked up that song really is.
1. Who's to blame, Santa for being a Gigolo dressed in a red suit or the mother for being a whore.
2. Is she really that pathetic she's gotta get down with St. Nick in order to get her 15 minutes of fame. No wonder it was so easy for Tiger, chicks love famous guys.
3. What fucked up little boy/girl is going to sit there and watch their mother cheat on their father? Good god.
4. Santa has some fucking nerve to come in to a innocent mans house and smash his wife. Unbelievable. Not even Scrooge would pull something that low.

Now I just sit and think, what's the real story behind Rudolf and the Little Drummer Boy.

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