Last night I watched the Michael Buble Christmas special. It's the kind of show I'd normally never watch because I'm running around gluing 25 reindeer noses on something for my first graders at this time of the year.
So last night I watched it. I will tell you this, I give him credit for where he was trying to go. It was all old-fashioned and nostalgic and everything. But, truth be told, about the only thing I liked was Michael Buble's voice. And why, pray tell, was Justin Beiber's pants slouched so much. I was having flashbacks to high school. Please pull them up.
Michael Buble, I think I will stick to your CDs.