I totally understand why OctoMom went back on her promise to never EVER pimp her 14 kids out for a quick check. Those kids are always sitting at home, crying for food, crying for fresh diapers and crying for a sane mother, so it’s about time they actually do something with their lives like awkwardly mumble out a shitty Christmas song. It’s about time those kids pay for Octo’s Xanax pills and vodka.
While Octo sits in rehab, her kids have put out an auto-tuned holiday song called “I’m Ready For Christmas.” Nothing says “tis the season” like ho ho ho-ing your kids out. Now that our ears have been exposed to this song and Nicole Westbrook’s Thanksgiving song, can we just skip the holidays and crash directly into the apocalypse? I’m not ready for Christmas, but I am ready for the end of days.