I'll come up with something in a minute.

Then there was the time Johnny Cash got some chicks drunk and called it a Christmas song.

Okay, download this song called Figgy Puddin’

Now for a minute it sounds okay, but at 1:03… a drunk walks in. The crazy bitch just starts screaming about wanting her Figgy Puddin’, and that she won’t leave until someone gives her some figgy pudding.

This goes further than wondering if you can trust your senses, this is like… I think I’m going to be visited by three spirits or some shit.

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December 24, 2010 - Posted by | Uncategorized

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