Your favorite Xmas song?

I love going at it hard, heavy and sweaty with "Frosty the Snowman" blarin' away.
 
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Purple Haze said:
I love going at it hard, heavy and sweaty with "Frosty the Snowman" blarin' away.


the "Twelve days of Christmas" as sung by Bob and Doug Mckenzie on "Strange Brew"!!!!
 
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Chuckus said:
Purple Haze said:
I love going at it hard, heavy and sweaty with "Frosty the Snowman" blarin' away.


the "Twelve days of Christmas" as sung by Bob and Doug Mckenzie on "Strange Brew"!!!!

I don't even remember the name of the song, I think that is it, I am experiencing technical difficulties today, I think it is a prolonged blonde moment thing.......LOL
 
Way too many to have just one favorite, so I'll list three.

"Hark! The Herald Angels Sing"
"Oh, Come, All ye Faithful"
"Angels We Have Heard on High"

And no, I haven't had sex to any of them. I have, however, been known to belt them out at the top of my lungs while in my car (alone) all during the month of December each year. :)
 
Well, "Sleigh Ride" is my favorite Christmas song, but I can't see having sex to that.

But if one was to have sex to Christmas tunes, there are some obvious choices. :D

"It Came Upon A Midnight Clear"
"Oh Come All Ye Faithful"

if you're into group sex -

"We Three Kings"

ir your partner's not so good -

"Silent Night"

if your partner's really good -

The Hallelujah chorus
 
There is allways "Go Tell It On The Mountain" and for the gay/bi crowd "God Rest Ye Merry Gentelmen", and any of the dances from "Nutcracker".

Psst...Kitten Eyes "We Three Kings" is actually an Epiphany carol, as the wise guys didn't get there 'till well after the fact, and remember "they went home a diferent way."
 
A what carol??

Samuari said:
Psst...Kitten Eyes "We Three Kings" is actually an Epiphany carol


Yeah, I suppose if I set out to visit a baby and ended up visiting a toddler, I'd have an epiphany too, travel faster.

Merry Solstice to you too, Sam. ;)
 
Purple Haze said:
I love going at it hard, heavy and sweaty with "Frosty the Snowman" blarin' away.

Speaking of "Frosty", Burl Ives is the partial source of a great spoonerism. A disc jocky was trying to spit out the name of a song by Burl, "That Big Rock Candy Mountain" but instead it came out "That Big Cock Randy Mountain." I suppose if my name was Randy Mountain, I wouldn't be sure if I would be honored or pissed off.
 
*grins* Never actually had sex to any tune, but I love singing "Oh Holy Night" or "Silent Night." *shrugs* I'm a singer, sue me.

er, wait.. don't sue me.. all you'll get is a dime, a few pennies and a ball of lint.. 'tis all I gots, dearies.

~*Dreamteazer*~
 
"I saw Grandma kissing Santa" by Duke Tomato while debauching a hottie with a decided love of Teddy Grahams.
 
'Is That Bailey's I Taste On Your Lips?' by Rudolf and the Monkey Boyz
 
The Night Santa went Crazy

Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Merry Christmas to all... now you're all gonna die!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the workshop is gone now he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts

There's the National Guard and the FBI
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy

[soft, pleasant, original version]

Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doing time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
But now Vixen's in therapy, and Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

[extra gory version]

Yes, Virginia, now Santa Claus is dead
Some guy from the SWAT team blew a hole through his head
Yes, little friend now, as his brain's on the floor
Guess they won't have the fat guy to kick around any more
But now there's no more presents for the children's enjoyment
And the elves gotta stand in line to file for unemployment
And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

They're talkin' 'bout - the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

Wo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain
 
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