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In the 'B' movie offering of the night, we have Santa's Slay ... quite possibly the ONLY non-X rated movie that could use the line "So Santa goes into a titty bar..." as advertising. It's entertaining, silliness that even the actors didn't take seriously. Besides, it hits my favorite list simply because Fran Drescher gets offed in the first four minutes. It stars Bill Goldberg in a gleefully over-the-top role as Santa... but this isn't your father's Santa Claus. Oh, no, there's a cute little backstory to the mayhem that actually made me giggle. If you're a bad movie enthusiast, you'll adore this direct-to-Spike TV feature. :)

Other than that, there's not much going on. I'm having a quiet evening at home, recovering from today's PT session. Megan's out with friends, so aside from the piggies trying to mooch my chili, it's quiet here.