Michael Buble’s, Frank Sinatra’s or the Jackson Five’s Santa Claus is coming to town?
None of them.
Listen, it’s a good song, and I don’t hate it. But between Scott singing that song all day on Christmas Eve, and Curtis playing it all the time at the workshop, I feel like my mind starts to slowly turn to mush every time I hear it.
Occasionally though, when I feel like messing with Curtis, I turn Michael Buble’s version on the overhead system and watch him go feral.
It never gets old.
Uh, but if I had to choose then the Jackson Five’s version. You can never go wrong with a classic.
Yours, Bernard
it's such a bad version














