Last night, Two Gun Shoogadooga was flipping through the television channels while I sat on the couch with Jess. We stumbled upon ABC Family's "25 Days of Christmas" where they were playing the old claymation movie Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Jess had spent the day decorating her house for Christmas and is starting to get into the holiday spirit, so she implored Two Gun to stop ... and he did.
Ugh. This is why I usually hold the remote control.
It inevitably happens to me every year. I sit down to watch television at some point during the holiday season and I get roped into watching one of these horrible claymation Christmas movies. And every year, as if I have Alzheimers, I forget how incredibly bad the movies are and get somewhat excited to see them re-emerge for the Christmas season. And every year, 5 minutes into watching one of the movies, I want to kill myself.
Usually when I voice any kind of opinion against anything having to do with Christmas, someone will tell me that I'm a scrooge. But I'm not a scrooge. I don't hate Christmas. I just think that its kind of a pain in the ass.
When I discuss these movies with other people, they sometimes have the balls to tell me that these movies are classics. HA! You've got to be kidding me. I think that we, as a society, need to start doing a better job of differentiating between what is a classic and what is just an old piece of shit. The Godfather is a classic. Raging Bull is a classic. Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer is an old piece of shit! Or we can do cars:
|1956 Chevrolet Bel Air - CLASSIC||1964 Ford Mustang - CLASSIC||1978 AMC Pacer - OLD PIECE OF SHIT|