Well, even Baby Jesus wasn’t a real hot chat partner when He was just a few hours old (lacking language skills and all) so He doesn’t really answer Aaron, and as the Vienna Ladyboys get louder and louder with The Song, Aaron finally listens to the lyrics and realizes what it is that he needs to do…
his best (fully-clothed) Tommy Lee impression
This is great, because everybody knows babies just love loud noises. Try playing a drum set around one sometime, you’ll see. Anyhow, after he finishes his little Keith Moon set, he finds he is rewarded with a smile from cute little JC…
or maybe He’s smiling because He just filled his Gucci-swaddles with holy poo
Either way, Aaron feels better, and Gaspy tells him his “gift” has been much appreciated by the inexplicably glowing baby, because Bin Baba has been magically healed…
which is disappointing to Milkywhite and Saladbar because they were looking forward to a nice lamb sammich
Ah yes, so in the end Aaron learns to let go of all his hateratin’ ways and is filled with love for his succulent little buddy…
“Ahhh, you will make such a great throw pillow when you finally do croak.”
Snoot-Lady gets a big soliloquy here, and yammers on for quite a while about how hate is wrong (true) and that one tiny shining crrrrystalline second of lahhfter is more powerrrrful and beeyeeeeautiful than all the eons of sadness and crrrrruelty and desolation… and blessed are the purrrre in hearrrrrt cuz they get to see God…
and blah blah blah you could have been watching Charlie Brown this whole time… or Dallas reruns…
The end. With that, I want to say goodnight, thanks for reading, and have a Merry Christmas or Happy Hannukkah or Killer Kwanzaa or whatever you like to celebrate. I hope you all get something sweet (and maybe illegal) from Santa, too.
love, J-Mo
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Oh we weren’t even allowed to open our gifts til after Mass. We would make our parents take us to the 6 AM Christmas Mass. Once we were old enough we would go to midnight Mass so that it would be over with before morning. Of course that required getting to church at about 10:30 PM in order to get a seat.
Lol nice recap. Strangely enough I used to love this when I was a kid. Btw, the narrator (Greer Garson) really was British but I agree the accent was pretty snooty.
I am glad someone else hated it as much as I did. I am a pastor kid and we always had to sit through the Christmas story before we opened presents. I don’t really mind it so much now but back then, I kept saying to myself, “I want my Gameboy and my PS2!”
Cute recap of a crappy story! I don’t remember seeing it as a kid. I don’t remember going to church on Christmas morning, but my folks says that we did. Maybe their just telling that story now that they’re approaching the Pearly Gates?? Hmmmmmm, I wonder…..
Wow, I never realized before how lucky I was that my parents had drunken parties on Christmas eve night. I was always bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed for Christmas morning even if they weren’t. But, to their credit, they made it work.
I never liked this holiday show, either. I liked Frosty, Peanuts, and Rudolph. But my favorite was the Grinch.
I remember watching this — but I liked it. Does anyone else remember the stop motion show about the long eared donkey whose mother was killed in front of it but then it gave Mary a ride into Jerusalem and used its massive ears to keep her warm? Guilt, tears and a slight chance at redemption — the perfect Catholic Christmas Story.
I couldn’t stand Frosty. I find nothing entertaining about a ‘special’ snowman. Who knew snow could have chromosonal disorders?
@ohralphie: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *shiver*
I sure used to love all the Claymation and stop-motion animation Christmas specials when I was growing up…
EXCEPT THIS ONE. What a steaming turd this special was every year. The animation was half-assed, the story was completely cobbled together, and I always found myself wanting to kick the crap out of Aaron before the special was halfway over. The songs – oh, the songs – were especially awful and lazily written, as I’m glad you pointed out, J-Mo. Gee, and Wikipedia tells me that I’m exactly the same age as this barrel of crap. We were both born on 19 December 1968. GAH.
J-Mo, congratulations on making this recap the best thing to ever be associated with this flaming turd of a Christmas special.
I don’t think I have ever seen this special. If I have, I blocked it out. I know I’ve seen Frosty and Rudolph before, but I don’t remember them either. The only cartoon I faithfully still watch and love is a Charlie Brown Christmas. I don’t really like Claymation or Stop Motion shows.
“They are lucky they weren’t stoned, and I don’t mean the flying goose kind.” Comic genius, ladies and gents.
I, too, watched this a gazillion times as a kid, but I guess I was suckered in because I actually looked forward to it. Your recap is a hilarious take on it. Awesome.
Are you sure the only thing that happened to Mama was getting burned up? Why didn’t she run out of the house? Bandits and Theives are not likely to let a doll like her get away. I can’t believe they showed Daddy getting knifed in the chest! What kind of kids show is this?
Why does Al enjoy the extra letter in front of Mo? Why not A-Mo?
Loved the drummer boy or was it just the song that gave me chills?
Loved the Grinch, but the best Christmas cartoon/stop motion was The Year Without A Santa Claus featuring Heat and Freeze Mizer and their mom, Mother Nature.
@SusanB, never fear, I photoshopped that knife going into daddy’s chest, the real film just showed him collapsing after the bandit threw the knife (I do a lot of image manipulation in my recaps)…
@labowner, the reason for Al-Mo instead of A-Mo is because that was my little brother’s real nickname in high-school…
love, J-Mo
@ohralphie You’re talking about Nestor the donkey, right? This one – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2m1GnBM53-0
Which oh lord is it ever depressing as all get out
I loved this Christmas special growing up and bawled like a toddler the last time I saw it… um in 2011 on DVD. The little lamb being crushed by the carriage destroyed me every time. I have such affection for this special I’m guessing because as with Aaron, I like animals more than people. Does anyone remember The Night the Animals Talked?
I DESPISE Frosty, who to me is nothing but a fat snowy pedophile.