Driving home last night my sister, her husband and I found this Santa in the 'burbs of St. Louis. The wind was blowing him around, and it looked like he was throwing up on the sidewalk. He inspired Kyle to write a jingle, to be rapped as opposed to sung.
Two pints of eggnog on Christmas eve
A bottle of Merlot on Christmas day
A fifth of whiskey on Christmas night
Santa be sleepin' on the return flight
Santa's got a hangover ...
Santa's got a hangover ...
Two pints of eggnog on Christmas eve
A bottle of Merlot on Christmas day
A fifth of whiskey on Christmas night
Santa be sleepin' on the return flight
Santa's got a hangover ...
Santa's got a hangover ...
1 comment:
Now, that's a bad Santa.
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