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Mistletoe-tally Bizarre

A lot of odd little customs have somehow become attached to the Christmas season. Take mistletoe, for example. What an amazing concept! Hang a little twig over someone’s head and you get a kiss. I guess that makes sense. Nothing says romance like a poisonous sprig of parasitic vegetation.

I’m not sure how the mistletoe custom began, but my guess is that it probably was invented by some guy that couldn’t get a girl. Just have a little greenery on hand and it’s no longer just a girl innocently standing beneath a tree-weed. It’s an opportunity for a date.Mistletoe-taly Bizarre by Charles Marshall

Mistletoe is one of those strange cultural anomalies where one innocently wanders into a behavioral minefield and then suffers the consequences for his ignorance. It’s a lot like getting pinched for not wearing green on St. Patrick’s Day or getting trolled on social media for stating your opinion. The rule is: If you stumbled into the minefield, then you had it coming.

It’s really shocking to think of all the behavior that is excused because of this one little twig. And many examples of this behavior are contained within Christmas songs.

The song that irritates me most is I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus. It’s bad enough that Santa is smooching on this kid’s mom, but the singer is so passive about the whole thing that it just drives me crazy. His family is under attack, and all this kid can do is stand around and sing about it. You’d think that instead of blathering on about the situation, he’d man up and defend his mom and family. I’d like to see something like that in the song.

            I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus,
            Underneath the mistletoe last night.
            So I took my baseball bat
            And gave Santa Claus a whack
I don’t think he’ll try kissing Mom
            The next time he comes back!

            Oh, I saw Santa limping out the door…

I would find a version like that extremely satisfying.

And then there’s Michael Bublé singing Holly Jolly Christmas. The song begins innocently enough, but then Michael slips in the phrase:

Oh ho, the mistletoe hung where you can see
Somebody waits for you, kiss her once for me

Hey, Michael! It’s a little creepy that you’re conveying a wish for me to give my girl some sugar for you. Tell you what, why don’t you kiss your own dang wife and leave mine alone! As a matter of fact, if you don’t, I know a kid with a baseball bat who’s not afraid to use it.

And then there’s The Christmas Song (Chestnuts roasting…) where the singer tells us that…

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright

Wow, there’s a guy down on his luck, huh? You know your life is tough if you are goal-setting for a meal and a little affection.

Wait a minute. That sounds a lot like my life. Well, scratch that last point then.

So, have a wonderful Christmas celebration. Hang the mistletoe, eat some turkey, and, if you happen to see someone standing under the tree-weed, be sure to kiss her once for me.

© 2020 Charles Marshall. Charles Marshall is a nationally known humorous motivational speaker and author. Visit his Web site or contact him via e-mail at



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