Glee Episode 508 Recap: Previously Unaired Christmas Gets A Little Too Much Air

Welcome to the eighth episode of the fifth season of Glee, a show about a covert spy operation led by a team of taller-than-average Joe’s Crab Shack waitresses who enjoy eating corn on the cob, using corn cobs as sex toys, cleaning out their ears with organic q-tips, Magic: The Gathering, watching hot dog commercials, wearing fingerless gloves and developing intergenerational communes for hamsters. Also: TIME TRAVEL!!!

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Every year, the writers of Glee gather in a spacious Malibu loft on the beach, do a shit-ton of illegal drugs, and write a Christmas episode. What did they have in store for us this year? LET’S FIND OUT

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We open in a seasonal Hollywood backlot set, where America’s Jane Lynch is introducing this week’s premise: Glee recorded a Christmas episode last year that never made it to air and now we’re gonna see it. This’d be SO much cooler if Glee hadn’t recorded a Christmas episode last year that unfortunately did make it to air!

Oh hello, you're just in time to witness the blossoming of my vagina into a festive blooming artichoke heart

Oh hello, you’re just in time to witness the blossoming of my vagina into a festive blooming artichoke heart

Seriously though, the whole point of doing a flashback episode is to bring back old characters or to provide much-needed backstory required to understand present storylines better. But there’s not much that happens in this episode that couldn’t have been just as easily situated on the present timeline. I blame SYLVESTER.

this is the only time travel movie jane lynch needs to show us

This is the only time travel movie Jane Lynch needs to show us


We re-open in what we’re told is Glee Club December 2012, despite the fact that characters present the last time we witnessed Glee Club December 2012, such as Brittany, Joe, Sugar and Finn, are missing; and characters missing last Christmas, like William Schuster, are present; and characters who had reasonable haircuts, like Sam, now sport greasy mops on their melons; and characters who were visiting New York, like Blaine and Burt, are not visiting New York; and characters who were visiting California, like New Puck, are not visiting California.

That's right, there'll be no more red Christmases around here, that shit reminds me of menstrual blood

That’s right, there’ll be no more red Christmases around here, that shit reminds me of menstrual blood

Sir William announces that the 50th Annual Tree-Decorating Contest theme this year is “Green is Good,” which I believe will be a tribute to limeade and/or Laneia’s former internet pseudonym. Then Sam eats a gallon of frozen peas and throws up all over everything and says, “that was good.” Just kidding. Nobody throws up in this scene except me.

Yup this is still how he thinks fisting is done, what can I say ladies, he's a slow learner

Yup this is still how he thinks fisting happens, what can I say ladies, I’m working on it

This year’s winners will receive a magical glass angel, not to be confused with magical glass dildos. Tina is determined to get her hands on this bird and therefore must yell at everybody about it because that’s what her character does now!

Yes I gave Sugar a prostate orgasm and now she's at home resting, you can thank me later

Yes I gave Sugar a prostate orgasm and now she’s at home resting, you can thank me later


Cut to the Nondenominational Christmas Club, hosted by Coach Beastie adorned in an unfortunate Christmas sweater, board shorts, and antlers from the Dollar Tree.

You know what they say kids, the taller the antlers, the closer to the lord

You know what they say kids, the taller the antlers, the closer to the Lord

Apparently McKinley’s Nativity Scene has been defaced by Nazis or Banksy or whatever and therefore the flesh-and-blood children of Glee Club must serve as replacements for those undoubtedly pricy figurines. It’ll be called the “Living Manger” and there will be auditions. Apparently the division of church and state is not an issue at this time.

It's time for my Junior Mint. Yeah, now.

Junior Mint time. Yup. Now.

Obviously all the nubile teenagers chomp at the bit for their chance to wear a ridiculous outfit and stand in the cold for three hours singing boring songs about Jesus.

I volunteer as tribute!

My armpit smells like Pumpkin pie!

Unique wants to be Virgin Mary, but so does Marley-Kate, because she’s a virgin. Fake Quinn makes fun of Virgin Marley, but then Virgin Marley is like, “well my boobs are bigger than yours” which I think tells us all we need to know about who has been naughty or nice this year.

How many times do I gotta tell you that our boob-touching slumber parties are between you, me, and the good lord Jesus

Marley, for the tenth time, our private boob-feeling slumber parties are just between you, me, and Jesus!


We then break into the backyard barn where all the reindeers are eating mashed potatoes and being lazy, herd them into the front yard, latch their brawny limbs and elegant feet onto a sleek new Christmas sleigh, run over Grandma, feel kinda bad about it, and then finally arrive in the Barbie Dreamhouse Bushwick Loft in New York, New York, where Santana is visiting her strange friends for the holiday season. She’s brought Kurt a present:

It's a Michelle Bachmann voodo doll head, I find it very comforting

They were out of dicks in a box so she had to go with a head

Santana’s been coping with her traumatic break-up with Brittany by blowing all her college money on bikini waxes, training bras, ferrets, chapstick and JetBlue vouchers for Rachel. She’s also purchased Kurt a trip to Dildo Island, which must be what they’re calling Fire Island these days.

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Santana always knew Kurt would stop being gay the minute he met the right girl-head

Rachel shows up and is delighted to see Santana’s lady-limbs lounging on her sofa, surrounded by commercialized holiday cheer!

I'm going to A-Camp!

My armpits smell like pine needles!

Rachel squeals that she’s swung her besties a sweet Christmas gig playing elves at The Midtown Mall, which I assume is the Glee edition of the Manhattan Mall. For those of you unaware, the actual Manhattan Mall was the inspiration for Dante’s Inferno as well as the film Apocalypse Now. I think it’s been remodeled since my time living in New York City (2004-2010), but trust me, that shit was not pretty.

And then she was like, "No Rachel, my boobs are up here."

And then Quinn was like, “No Rachel, my boobs are down here.”


We then stop, drop, and roll ourselves all the way back to Lima, Ohio, home of Pat’s Donuts & Creme, where Sam’s telling Tina that the Greenest way to go Green is to chop down an actual tree right outta the green lush forest.

Okay I see what you're saying

Okay this is where I was the last time I saw my Lunchables before they disappeared.

Their undoubtedly gripping conversation is interrupted by Becky, wearing a plant on her head and demanding a lick of Tina’s tonsils and a ride on Sam’s pony, which upsets Tina and Sam. Sue pops in, informs Becky she’s got poison sumac on her noggin and promises Tina & Sam that she’s gonna start cracking down on Becky in general and stop giving her special treatment.

You need to open your jacket right this minute because I swear I can see the outline of my missing Lunchables under your armpit

You need to open your jacket right this minute because I swear I can see the outline of my missing Lunchables under your armpit

Yeah, tell that to the lunch growing on my head

Look bitch I’m growing my own urban homestead on my head, I’ve got no need for processed snack food

Then Sue performs her requisite lampshading, announcing that she’ll be judge of the 50th Annual Christmas Tree Decorating Contest, a “longstanding tradition here at McKinley High even though we didn’t do it last year, or the year before, or the year before that.”

You'll never out-chorus-line me, bitch

Wanna know how I got this hot? Walking Lunges All Day Every Day. ALL DAY EVERY DAY.


We then smash our giant duck feet into tiny toe slippers and squeeze our generous guts into leotards and pink tights, tightly wind our hair into little hot cross buns and pirouette all the way back to New York, New York, where Kurt and Rachel face an angry mob of infants at the Fake Manhattan Mall.

WE WANT TAYLOR SWIFT WE WANT TAYLOR SWIFT

WE WANT TAYLOR SWIFT WE WANT TAYLOR SWIFT

Think we could pacify 'em with a recreation of her scene from The Jonas Brothers 3D Concert Experience

Tough crowd

Santana is rocking a delightful Slutty Elf Chic ensemble.

Mama's here, somebody cue "I Knew You Were Trouble"

MY LAP IS READY

At last, drunk Santa finally rolls up, much to the delight of the tiny sweater-vested humans crowding the scene. Santa snarls at the elves that he resents their “equity card attitude” and invites them to perform a RENT medley while he busies himself sitting on the toilet, chugging spiced rum from the flask he’s been storing in his beard, and probably eventually going drunk-shopping at Aeropostale.

Betcha kids don't even know how to feed an old man a Junior Mint, doya?

Betcha kids don’t even know how to feed an old man a Junior Mint, doya?

The Glee children, of course, combat this sour turn of events by performing “Here Comes Santa Claus” to the children, which I’d argue qualifies as “leading them on,” but whatever.

Now which one of you adorable children has a hot single power lesbian mom?

Now which one of you adorable children has a hot single mom?

And this is position #75, the upside-down rear-entry rowing machine!

And this is position #75, the upside-down rear-entry rowing machine!

#GLEEMUSICALNUMBERBOMB

#GLEEMUSICALNUMBERBOMB

Stand in Tadasana. Shift your weight slightly onto the left foot, keeping the inner foot firm to the floor, and bend your right knee.

Stand in Tadasana. Clasp your palms together and shift your weight slightly onto the left foot, keeping the inner foot firm to the floor, and bend your right knee.

Alas! He came in my eye!

Alas, he came in my eye!

Witness the entire situation from start to finish right here:


We then hollow out a large log gifted to the class of ’99 by Paul Bunyon himself, put on our overalls, hop into the hollowed-out log, and paddle our way back to Lima, Ohio, home of Burgandy’s Italian Grille, where  Virgin Marley’s asking Fake Quinn if she wants to tag-team the group audition she’s prepared with fellow Virgin Mary wannabes, Unique and Tina.

Look it's just one Autostraddle holigay meet-up and if you don't like it or feel too weird or shy, we can just go home!

Look all I’m asking is you come with me to this one Autostraddle holigay meet-up and if you don’t like it, we can just go home!

Fake Quinn assures Virgin Marley that if she wanted to be the Virgin Mary, she’d easily snag the spot, but unfortunately she’s got no desire to be Virgin Mary SO THERE.


We then inflate the family raft, adorn ourselves in full-body snorkeling suits, and float on back to New York, New York, where Santana’s naked in a bathtub.

No, I'm looking at the drink you brought me right now and there is no way on EARTH this beverage is 75% vodka as requested

No, I’m looking at the drink you brought me right now and there is no way on EARTH this beverage is 75% vodka as requested

Kurt and Rachel interrupt her soothing vagina rub with a jarring phone call — Santa’s passed out in his own piss, shit and vomit and they’re in desperate need of a stand-in Mrs. Claus.

It's too late, Kurt. I'm pretty sure my water just broke

And please wear underwear this time


Just when we’d finally got done fixing our hair after its recent white-water cross-country rafting experience, we’re shoved into a fleet of kayaks and sent back to Lima, Ohio, home of the Dehaven Home & Garden Showplace, where the children are performing “Rocking Around the Christmas Tree” while rocking around the Christmas tree.

So dildos come in three sizes these days, do they

And his dildos come in three sizes that day

What's this? A new storyline?

What’s this? A new storyline?

Wait hang on you just need one more thing to look as gay as humanly possible, give me a sec..

Wait hang on you just need one more thing to look as gay as humanly possible, give me a sec..

Throughout this musical travesty, we’re gifted with sugar-plum fairy visions of the other competitors in the Tree Decoration Contest Of Life and Love. These kids are the worst tree-decorators ever.

Now all we need is Medicinal Marijuana cards

Now all we need is Medicinal Marijuana cards

IT'S A MONUMENT TO PENISES!!!!

IT’S A MONUMENT TO GENITALS!!!

Seriously you can’t just put dirty underpants and socks on a tree. People could get hurt.


Then, Katniss’s arrow breaches the arena’s walls and we’re suddenly airlifted into a mysterious space orb which transports us back to the Fake Manhattan Mall, where everybody who knows what’s good for them has ditched this Keebler nonsense in favor of Auntie Annie’s pretzels but unfortunately nobody knows what’s good for them besides me.

What's Kurt hiding in his hands, kiddos? Could it be magic beans? Condoms? A portal to a magical fantasy world? A dead reindeer tail?

What’s Kurt hiding in his hands, kiddos? Could it be magic beans? Condoms? A portal to a magical fantasy world? A dead reindeer tail?

It's a magical lesbian Santa Claus!

It’s a magical lesbian Santa Claus!

Santana invites young children to sit on her lap so she can tell them that they’re too fat, need new teeth, pooped their pants, want molesty toys and appear too Jewish for Santa.

Innocent Child: I want a Kinder College Learning Laptop!
Santana: Why don’t we just get you an iPad? You can’t even get porn on whatever you just asked me for?

Let me tell you a little story about the evils of consumerism

Let me tell you a little story about the evils of consumerism

One special child in a purple snow hat gets the best complement of all:

Santana: You look exactly like a young Brittany S. Pierce, doesn’t she? Brittany is my ex-girlfriend and she just dumped me which is why I’m even here, and why I have this job, and we’re lesbians, you know—

And this hand is basically what we used to have sex with each other. Yup, just like this.

And this hand is basically what we used to have sex with each other. Nothing fancy.

Santana this isn't A-Camp, you can't just talk about fisting all the time

Santana this isn’t A-Camp, you can’t just talk about fisting all the time


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    I feel obligated to go “THAT WAS DETECTIVE WILDEN!” which makes the chipmunk song 10x creepier. (Admittedly, the only part of this episode I have seen, so perhaps the creepiness extended to other parts of the episode)

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    So since I’m marking atrocious essays all weekend, I applied my teacher-mind to this recap and made bullet-points while reading. Onus is on Glee, not you, Riese. You get an A+.

    • Holy shit, these graphics are on fucking point! Best I’ve seen in months, good job!
    • As annoying as Tina is now, I am loving her fashion decisions in life
    • Soooooooooooo I’m really uncomfortable that every other elf is a Little Person except for our trio…….but Chris looks so fucking cute in that elf costume #conflictedethics
    • Show ‘dem legs, Unique
    • Wow, fuck, Unique is one of the Wise Men? And nobody says anything about it??? WHAT
    • Supremely disappointed that it’s not actually Lea, Chris and Naya on helium.
    • Is Sexy Santa’s bisexuality linked to being naughty? Is that really where we’re going, Glee?

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    With Santana and Rachel getting all drunk and such I was thinking, how much would it suck for Faberry shippers if Santana slept with both Quin and Rachel while Faberry will never happen? Ugh. It would be such a Glee thing to do though.

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    I literally signed up for an account only to say two things:

    1. I am madly in love with your references to actual businesses in Lima, OH. Part of me wants to pretend you got them from visiting those real places sometime during your life, and part of me thinks you probably just Googled them.

    2. Every time you quote Santana, I Google the quote because I never believe she actually has said it. And every time she has. And every time I completely cannot believe Glee any more.

    Thank you for doing these so I don’t actually have to watch Glee any more. Not that I would anyway, but it’s nice to know I got someone who’ll provide me a source of screencaps whenever Naya Rivera wears a sexy elf, a sexy Mrs. Claus, or sexy bubble bath outfit.

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    I stopped watching Glee after season 1, but have been reading Riese’s recaps pretty religiously. Every time I click the link to a new recap I hope, in my heart of hearts, that this show has actually been cancelled and Riese just reaches into the depths of her imagination to bring us stories of humanity gone wrong.

    But then you post videos. And my poor little heart has to acknowledge that this crap-fest of a show is real. It’s really real.

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    100th episode: L word reenactment by Santana, Quinn, Rachel, Dani, and Brittany (Ryan Murphy will of course cast poor Dianna as Jenny). All songs will be acoustic Tracy Chapman, Ani DiFranco, and Melissa Ethridge covers. Blaine and Kurt will be allowed to interlude with sex toy reviews and the latest in boi fashion. Unique and Mercedes will sing a show stopping duet of Come to My Window. Will Shuester will come to the window, and Dianna as Jenny will kill him with Sue Slyvester and Coach’s help.

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    RIESE I love your Glee recaps so much for so many reasons, some of which are the interchanges between NY and Lima, OH and your hated for Will Fucking Schuester (I’m pretty sure that’s his actual middle name). Mostly I love them because reading them is way better than actually having to watch the show.

    ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU IS ALSO MY #1 FAVORITE CHRISTMAS SONG.

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    But Riese, the captions on this recap were golden, don’t sell yourself short. I am certainly glad, though, that you’ll get to use this hiatus to write about things other than Glee. This was the first season I didn’t bother watching (except I watched half of this episode bc I was drunk and fell asleep) and I feel like such a strong person because of it.

    Also, I’m pretty sure the only reason they did a “back in time” episode was so Kurt would be single so the sexy Santa plotline would work. Lazy, lazy writers. Ughhhh.

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