Out of all the potential candidates for "least-favorite-Christmas-song", mine is The Little Drummer Boy. Why? you may ask. Well, I reject the premise. The Virgin Birth is infinitely more believable than the idea that, after giving birth in a barn, Mary would request that a little boy with a drum come and play for her. I've given birth twice and cannot imagine wanting a drummer there...even if he was "playing his best". In fact if a little drummer boy showed up after I'd gone thorugh hours of labor and unspeakable pain I'm sure what would have been overheard would not be "pa rum pa pum pum", but "get that fucking thing out of here."
Merry 5th day of Christmas