When Christmas Carols Go Wrong

I was out at the mall today buy­ing some stuff and and heard Bing Crosby singing “We Wish You a Merry Christ­mas” over the inter­com speak­ers and, being in a good mood that I was, lis­tened very closely to the lyrics. If you take them lit­er­ally the lyrics make the singer sound like a tool. There isn’t any men­tion of ‘please’ at all. Think of it this way — car­ol­ers are singing out­side of someone’s house.…

We wish you a Merry Christ­mas;
We wish you a Merry Christ­mas;
We wish you a Merry Christ­mas and a Happy New Year!”

Wow, thanks guys. Merry Christ­mas to you too.”

Now bring us some figgy pudding.”

Okay, have a good night. Stay warm!”

No, bring us some figgy pudding.”

Figgy pud­ding?”

Yes. Figgy pud­ding. Now. We won’t go until we get some.”

Stop it. Leave.”

No.”

I don’t have any figgy pud­ding. What is figgy pudding?”

We won’t go until we get some.”

Why?”

Because. We love figgy pudding.”

I DON’T HAVE ANY FIGGY PUDDING.”

What the — dude? We car­oled for you. Now bring us some figgy pud­ding. Bring some right here.”

Get it your­self. I don’t have any figgy pudding.”

We won’t go until we get some.”

Peo­ple, leave! Now! No figgy pud­ding here! Not going to be any either!”

We’re not leaving.”

Get out of here! I don’t have any figgy pudding.”

Ok, bring us a figgy pud­ding and a cup of good cheer then.”

Dude, I’m going to show you some good cheer in a few min­utes. Let me get my .12 gauge of good cheer for you.”

01. December 2009 by Glenn Vance
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