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Whenever I think of the General, I think of wrestling and nudity. And Jesus. And those mason jars he keeps in his basement. And then Jesus again. And Ofjoshua. Then the jars, wrestling & nudity, in that order. Then the jars again. Then, after about an hour of this, I think of Seattle, and redemption via correction. And then I think of Chubby Baby Jesus.
Though the song is based upon a holiday tune and it's not yet Halloween I can't help but think about Chubby Baby Jesus. Damnit: the mason jars are creeping in again. Man, there are a lot of them.
LET'S WRESTLE A CHUBBY BABY JESUS
(sung to the tune of Have Yourself a Merry Christmas)
Let's wrestle a chubby baby Jesus
In a manly way
From now on
We’ll wrestle in a Christian way
Let’s wrestle a chubby baby Jesus
Except for those who’re gay
From now on
We’re all wrestlers in the USA
Here we are as in Roman days
Happy he-man days of yore
Oily mates who are grabbing us
Slather sweat on us once more
Through the match
We’ll always be creative
If the refs allow
Pangs of yearning stirring in my manly shroud
So let’s wrestle a chubby baby Jesus now…
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