It was expected to hear December music playing in a Portillo's where I had to get food for a delivery. What was noted was the agonizing slow version of Silver Bells that was playing. Though the vocals were normal, the music sounded like a record player on the wrong speed.
Since I was working for Door Dash at the time, I had to restrain from "singing":
Suck my balls ... Suck my balls...
Then let me play with your titties.
I could imagine what could happen if I did that as well as with the following song:
There's no thing like blow for the holidays...
when you're tired or ragged or slow.
Just set up and knock out a couple lines... (make sniff sounds)
*sing fast* for the holidays you have get up and go.
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