I loaned the director’s cut, BadDER Santa, to my wife’s brother a few years back. He gave it back a few days later and said, eyes wide, “That was a DIRTY movie!” It was hilarious. And it wasn’t even from somebody you would expect that sort of reaction from, like your mother – he’s young and never seemed to mind sex-oriented humor before. I guess BadDER Santa was just too much.
I just discovered that Lauren Tom, who plays Marcus’ wife, Lois, is the voice of Amy Wong and her mother, Inez, on Futurama. Now that I think of it, the few times she actually speaks in Bad Santa, she does sound like Amy.
She was born on the same day as President Obama.
I did this last year. Yesterday, I decided to make it an annual tradition.
BRB, buying bourbon!
Prove it.
Starting in 17 minutes! On Comedy Central 
I can’t even find it on the PPV channels. I’m about to blaze a doobie…
“Elf fucker! Turn around elf fucker! Who’s the bitch now Santy Claus? Santy Claus! Fatty!”
“Leave Santa alone!”
“Little boy, don’t interfere! I’m doing this for the both of us!”
It’s that time of year again. Man I love this movie.
I love it too. The weird thing is though, last time I watched it, I didn’t shit right for a week 
One of my many favorite scenes is when Willie is trying to break into the safe and Marcus is trying to chop down the mannequin, all to the tune of The Anvil Chorus from Verdi’s Il Trovatore.
I just read my original post, saw my Mom in my mind’s eye and wet my pants laughing.
Blasphemous!
Its a funny word.
“I called you a fucking guinea homo from the fifteenth fucking century, you dickhead!”
Tony Cox makes this movie. His reaction when Willie throws the bottle onto the car windshield is priceless.
What a man does with his own penis, oval office, women’s big and tall, it’s not for the American people to say.
Not only my favorite Christmas movie, but easily one of my favorite comedies. The whole thing hangs together really well. There’s an actual plot that keeps things moving and the whole cast turn in amazing, darkly-funny performances. And being endlessly, endlessly quotable is a great cherry on top.
The boxing scene destroys me every time.
Funny movie, my dad insisted on taking me and watching together, I had just turned 17.
My favorite scene is either when Lauren Graham’s character is having sex with Billy Bob Thorton in the car after the bar scene.
Or when they are going at it in the swimming pool while the old grandma is watching some boring program on television.
It’s on Netflix, so it was a real treat to watch it again without commercials or censoring.
I just saw my own post from four years ago, and we are indeed going to watch it again this Christmas Eve. I think we will go with Chinese food. 
Not a fried baloney tostada? With a glass of vodka on the side?
The mystery of the Talking Walnut requires a few tiny leaps of intuition from what we know about the Merman household. Thurman has blonde hair and blue eyes and obviously at least one beautiful parent… and this is not the one we see sitting in jail for embezzlement. Cynically, we might assume that when he was stealing the money to put himself in such styling digs, Mr. Merman was listening to his penis… Or, if you’re trying to explain things in a drunken state to your son, Thurman… the talking penis in the manger scene… Penis? Thurman asks himself… surely he meant peanut. But in his posh household, Thurman is much more familiar with walnuts, peanuts are for the stadium crowds. And if Mr. Merman was listening to his penis… peanut?.. Walnut. Obviously, it must’ve been a talking Walnut–all talking Walnuts must be capitalized! So, [if only the Purple Gorilla could take his orders–to beat up the skater kids–from the talking Walnut in the manger scene w/ Mary and the Baby Jesus…] “…it wouldn’t be my bad thing.”
Sandwiches!