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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #20 on: December 19, 2011, 05:51:17 pm »
I'm not hatin' on Barbara, just her version of that song.   :laugh:


Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!

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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #21 on: December 20, 2011, 01:13:36 pm »
Un-favorite performance of a Christmas song:  Aretha Franklin singing "Joy To the World".  I do love a lot of her stuff but just the memory of hearing JTTW conclude with someone yelling "OH YEAH!  OH YEAH!  OH YEAH!" comes close to giving me a headache.


Un-favorite song:  "Santa Baby."

Every time I hear it, no matter who's singing it, I want to slap the gold-digging little bitch from here to planet Jupiter.  (Well, ya did ask!   :laugh: )
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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #22 on: December 20, 2011, 01:18:26 pm »
I have TONS of xmess CDs, and very few songs actually annoy me.  However, "Little Drummer Boy" does not need to be heard more than once a year.  

It always struck me as a little odd -- of all the things you could do when introduced to a newborn baby, playing a drum?    ;)

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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #23 on: December 20, 2011, 01:22:39 pm »
Un-favorite song:  "Santa Baby."

Every time I hear it, no matter who's singing it, I want to slap the gold-digging little bitch from here to planet Jupiter.  (Well, ya did ask!   :laugh: )

I suppose when it's sung by a guy, it does nothing to combat gay stereotypes.  ;D  ;)
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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #24 on: December 20, 2011, 01:32:39 pm »
Then there's this mess.  "Santa Buddy"?  "...I'll wait up for you, dude"?  Oy.

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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #25 on: December 20, 2011, 02:42:46 pm »
"The Twelve Days of Christmas" for me, even though we have fun playing a Brokie version.  Hmm, that should be bumped.  8)
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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #26 on: December 20, 2011, 04:08:49 pm »
"The Twelve Days of Christmas" for me,


Twelve thank-you notes of Christmas

Dec 25

My dearest darling Edward,
What a wonderful surprise has just greeted me! That sweet partridge, in that lovely little pear-tree; what an enchanting, romantic, poetic present!  Bless you, and thank you.
Your deeply loving
Emily.




Dec. 26

Beloved Edward,
The two turtle-doves arrived this morning, and are cooing away in pear-tree as I write. I'm so touched and grateful!
With undying love, as always,
Emily.



Dec. 27

My darling Edward,
You do think of the most original presents! Who ever thought of sending anybody three French hens? Do they really come all the way from France? It's a pity we have no chicken coops, but I expect we'll find some.  Anyway, thank you so much; they are lovely.
Your devoted Emily.




Dec. 28

Dearest Edward,
What a surprise! Four calling birds arrived this morning. They are very sweet, even if they do call rather loudly, they make telephoning almost impossible - but I expect they'll calm down when they get used to their new home. Anyway, I'm very grateful, of course I am.
Love from Emily.



Dec. 29

Dearest Edward,
The postman has just delivered five most beautiful gold rings, one for each finger, and all fitting perfectly! A really lovely present! Lovelier, in a way, than birds, which do take rather a lot of looking after. The four that arrived yesterday are still making a terrible row, and I'm afraid none of us got much sleep last night. Mother says she wants to use the rings to "wring" their necks. Mother has such a sense of humor. This time she's only joking, I think, but I do know what she means.  Still, I love the rings.
Bless you,
Emily.



Dec. 30

Dear Edward,
Whatever I expected to find when I opened the front door this morning, it certainly wasn't six socking great geese laying eggs all over the porch. Frankly, I rather hoped that you had stopped sending me birds. We have no room for them, and they've already ruined the croquet lawn. I know you meant well, but let's call a halt, shall we?
Love,
Emily.




Dec. 31

Edward,
I thought I said NO MORE BIRDS. This morning I woke up to find no more than seven swans, all trying to get into our tiny goldfish pond. I'd rather not think what's happened to the goldfish. The whole house seems to be full of birds, to say nothing of what they leave behind them, so please, please, stop!
Your Emily.



Jan. 1

Frankly, I prefer the birds. What am I to do with eight milkmaids? And their cows! Is this some kind of a joke? If so, I'm afraid I don't find it very amusing.
Emily



Jan. 2

Look here, Edward,  This has gone far enough. You say you're sending me nine ladies dancing. All I can say is, judging from the way they dance, they're certainly not ladies. The village just isn't accustomed to seeing a regiment of shameless viragos, with nothing on but their lipstick, cavorting round the green, and it's Mother and I who get the blame. If you value our friendship, which I do (less and less), kindly stop this ridiculous behavior at once!
Emily.



Jan. 3

As I write this letter, ten disgusting old men are prancing up and down all over what used to be the garden, before the geese and the swans and the cows got at it. And several of them, I have just noticed, are taking inexcusable liberties with the milkmaids. Meanwhile the neighbours are trying to have us evicted. I shall never speak to you again.
Emily.



Jan. 4

This is the last straw! You know I detest bagpipes, and yet you send pipers! The place has now become something between a menagerie and a madhouse, and a man from the council has just declared it unfit for habitation. At least Mother has been spared this last outrage; they took her away yesterday afternoon in an ambulance to a home for the bewildered. I hope you're satisfied.




Jan. 5

Sir,
Our client, Miss Emily Wilbraham, instructs me to inform you that with the arrival on her premises at 7:30 this morning of the entire percussion section of the London Symphony Orchestra, and several of their friends, she has no course left open to her but to seek an injunction to prevent you importuning her further. I am making arrangements for the return of much assorted livestock.
I am, Sir, yours faithfully,
G. Creep
Solicitor


Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!

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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #27 on: December 20, 2011, 05:57:02 pm »
OMG - Chuckie!!

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Twelve thank-you notes of Christmas

Dec 25

My dearest darling Edward,
What a wonderful surprise has just greeted me! That sweet partridge, in that lovely little pear-tree; what an enchanting, romantic, poetic present!  Bless you, and thank you.
Your deeply loving
Emily.




Dec. 26

Beloved Edward,
The two turtle-doves arrived this morning, and are cooing away in pear-tree as I write. I'm so touched and grateful!
With undying love, as always,
Emily.



Dec. 27

My darling Edward,
You do think of the most original presents! Who ever thought of sending anybody three French hens? Do they really come all the way from France? It's a pity we have no chicken coops, but I expect we'll find some.  Anyway, thank you so much; they are lovely.
Your devoted Emily.




Dec. 28

Dearest Edward,
What a surprise! Four calling birds arrived this morning. They are very sweet, even if they do call rather loudly, they make telephoning almost impossible - but I expect they'll calm down when they get used to their new home. Anyway, I'm very grateful, of course I am.
Love from Emily.



Dec. 29

Dearest Edward,
The postman has just delivered five most beautiful gold rings, one for each finger, and all fitting perfectly! A really lovely present! Lovelier, in a way, than birds, which do take rather a lot of looking after. The four that arrived yesterday are still making a terrible row, and I'm afraid none of us got much sleep last night. Mother says she wants to use the rings to "wring" their necks. Mother has such a sense of humor. This time she's only joking, I think, but I do know what she means.  Still, I love the rings.
Bless you,
Emily.



Dec. 30

Dear Edward,
Whatever I expected to find when I opened the front door this morning, it certainly wasn't six socking great geese laying eggs all over the porch. Frankly, I rather hoped that you had stopped sending me birds. We have no room for them, and they've already ruined the croquet lawn. I know you meant well, but let's call a halt, shall we?
Love,
Emily.




Dec. 31

Edward,
I thought I said NO MORE BIRDS. This morning I woke up to find no more than seven swans, all trying to get into our tiny goldfish pond. I'd rather not think what's happened to the goldfish. The whole house seems to be full of birds, to say nothing of what they leave behind them, so please, please, stop!
Your Emily.



Jan. 1

Frankly, I prefer the birds. What am I to do with eight milkmaids? And their cows! Is this some kind of a joke? If so, I'm afraid I don't find it very amusing.
Emily



Jan. 2

Look here, Edward,  This has gone far enough. You say you're sending me nine ladies dancing. All I can say is, judging from the way they dance, they're certainly not ladies. The village just isn't accustomed to seeing a regiment of shameless viragos, with nothing on but their lipstick, cavorting round the green, and it's Mother and I who get the blame. If you value our friendship, which I do (less and less), kindly stop this ridiculous behavior at once!
Emily.



Jan. 3

As I write this letter, ten disgusting old men are prancing up and down all over what used to be the garden, before the geese and the swans and the cows got at it. And several of them, I have just noticed, are taking inexcusable liberties with the milkmaids. Meanwhile the neighbours are trying to have us evicted. I shall never speak to you again.
Emily.



Jan. 4

This is the last straw! You know I detest bagpipes, and yet you send pipers! The place has now become something between a menagerie and a madhouse, and a man from the council has just declared it unfit for habitation. At least Mother has been spared this last outrage; they took her away yesterday afternoon in an ambulance to a home for the bewildered. I hope you're satisfied.




Jan. 5

Sir,
Our client, Miss Emily Wilbraham, instructs me to inform you that with the arrival on her premises at 7:30 this morning of the entire percussion section of the London Symphony Orchestra, and several of their friends, she has no course left open to her but to seek an injunction to prevent you importuning her further. I am making arrangements for the return of much assorted livestock.
I am, Sir, yours faithfully,
G. Creep
Solicitor

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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #28 on: December 20, 2011, 06:42:33 pm »
This version of Jingle Bells by Barbara Streisand annoys the crap out of me.


[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2lRSk0MWAY[/youtube]


    I have always loved Barbra.  However/// this is a total disaster.  Makes me want to throw things at her....yuk



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Re: Most annoying/least favorite holiday songs
« Reply #29 on: December 20, 2011, 08:19:14 pm »

Twelve thank-you notes of Christmas

Dec 25

My dearest darling Edward,
What a wonderful surprise has just greeted me! That sweet partridge, in that lovely little pear-tree; what an enchanting, romantic, poetic present!  Bless you, and thank you.
Your deeply loving
Emily.

There is a version similar to this that sometimes turns up on radio at this time of the year by the wonderful Penelope Keith ('To the Manor Born' and 'the Good Life' amongst others) It always has me in stitches