the regift of the magi

[metaphortunate]

Last Christmas, he gave you his heart. The very next day, you gave it away. How did that even work? I mean, he gave you his heart, i.e. he accepted and expressed his love for you. The very next day…you caused him to fall in love with someone else? Presumably someone he didn't care for very much, hence the subsequent tears he wishes to be saved from this year? LOL most awkward regift. "Merry Christmas! I got you this guy's emotionally conflicted against-his-better-thoughts emotional obsession, with an optional side of hatesex!"

Or am I looking at this all wrong? I mean - who do you give gifts to the day after Christmas? The Goodwill, that's who! If you're really, really organized, that is, I guess, and may I say that I'm impressed. Most people's unwanted gifts sit around for weeks at least. And now that I think about it, that's brilliant. Unwanted dude declares his love for you on Christmas. The very next day, you give it away. December 27th, he wakes up with a passion for using donated retail goods to help the homeless. Sir or madam, you clearly win at Christmas.

Comments

[metaphortunate]

I always get it stuck in my head and then pondering the lyrics drives me mad.

[marahmarie]

Do you remember when Steve Allen would slooowly speak words to songs rather than sing them? Until lyrics you grew up with and took totally for granted sounded suddenly bizarre and ridiculous? I would laugh, especially when he spoke *any* Beatles song (like this one; unfortunately there seems to be no YouTube or other video archive of these performances), until my brains exploded.

This song? Best candidate for a SA sendup ever.