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'k ya'll, I think you're permanently corrupting the way I think. 'cuz the other option is that I should've came to this conclusion a long time ago and didn't or I did and simply forgot.

Anyway... I've got my Christmas cd's in the stereo, while I'm puttering around the house doing things.

Under My Tree comes on. Suddenly, I'm hearing it in a whole new light.

Is 'under my tree' a new euphemism for 'under the sheets of my bed', or are they truly talking about sexing it up in the living room underneath a fully-decorated Christmas tree? I can almost hear the crinkling of wrapping paper as presents are 'bumped' by various appendages.