But Baby There's Roofies In There..

I'm in the Christmas spirit, listening to seasonal music and preparing for a holiday "party" I'm having tomorrow. I say "party" because I don't intend for it to be more rowdy than people eating stuff, drinking stuff and hanging out. We'll see how it goes and I'll let you know.

Speaking of Christmas, I was putting together a mix of songs for said party and sincerely enjoying catching up on all the old favorites of the season.

I actually quite like the song "Baby It's Cold Outside," vintage and cute. It was on in the background today, however, and I started laughing at one of the lines.

As I'm sure you're familiar with the song, its' a male and female bantering back and forth about whether she should stay longer at his (I assume) home after they've already had a nice evening together. For example, here's a snippit:

Man: But baby it's cold outside..
Woman: I've got to go away
Man: but baby it's cold outside..

and

Woman: my mother will start to worry..
Man: beautiful what's your hurry?
Woman: and father will be pacing the floor.
Man: listen to that fireplace roar..

You get the drift.

Okay so clearly he's trying to get her to bed-down with him in a very 1956 kinda way. As the song progresses she starts to give in to him because, after all, "no" meant "yes" in those days. Well that, and as he said, it's fucking cold outside. "maybe just a cigarette more.." she says and so on and so forth. Well my FAVORITE lines, that really cracked me up today, are:

Woman: the neighbors might think...
Man: but baby it's bad out there
Woman: say, what's in this drink? <--(please note)
Man: no cabs to be had out there..

He totally just ignores her question, which is fine, but hey what WAS in that drink? He totally just roofied her ass!


Say, what's in this drink? Whatever, who cares. CHEERS!
M.db