I’ve been watching my niece all week and of course, the child wants Jack n The Box. I mean, why would she want food in the house (Well I’m not even sure if we have any) when we have 800 Jack n The Box’s in a five mile radius, right?
Anywho, I’m in the car listening to the radio (sigh) and I hear a Christmas song. The song title? Yeah, I don’t know, but I suppose the word drunk is in the title.
All I want for Christmas is to get drunk
All I want for Christmas is to get it get it crunk
Then there are a couple of lines about wishing to be Jay-Z so they can get in Beyonce’s draws and something about erasing those two felonies. Oh, can’t forget about some random no name chick bawking about what birds always cackle over.
My Houston people, is this a local song? I wouldn’t be shocked if it was. I mean, I’m no prude. I enjoyed the way Outkast flipped the Christmas spirt for the Laface Christmas album. Shoot, I wouldn’t even mind “Santa Do The Jigglator” (Don’t steal my idea), or a D4L remix like “Shake That Holiday Candy Cane.” But, “All I want for Christmas is to get drunk?” Not so much.
And what song followed this soon to be holiday classic? T-Pain’s “I’m In Love With A Stripper.” Very festive.