Advent of Holiday Horror: Song 7
Originally published at Big Ugly Man Doll. You can comment here or there.
If you’ve never heard “Mr. Hankey, The Christmas Poo,” I urge you to go read something else and don’t watch the video.
This is execrable song comes to us from the kind orifices of the creators of South Park, and - like South Park - has no redeeming value whatsoever.
And yet, every year, some radio station just has to give this turd play time, floating it like a pungent holiday air biscuit into the homes and cars of thousands of innocent victims.
Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo
Small and brown, he comes from you
Sit on the toilet here he comes
Squeeze him between your festive buns
My festive buns? I can’t take it anymore. I’d rather listen to Karen Carpenter call me “baby” for the six hundred forty seven thousandth, two hundred eighteenth time than hear any more of this shit.
And I mean that. Howdy ho!
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