In a recent Tad Poll, Chad asked you what your favorite Christmas special was. Well I guess the kid in all of us pretty much always stays in all of us. Like many of you, my Christmas isn't complete without Charlie Brown, the Grinch, and Rudolph.

I missed Rudolph on Tuesday night, but I did record it. It's interesting what you catch as an adult that you didn't when you were a kid. But I'm getting off topic.

I watched it last night right before tuning in for the latest episode of American Horror Story. I don't think our brains are exactly equipped for that kind of turnaround. I mean, when you watch those particular shows back-to-back, does your name go on a list somewhere?

American Horror Story, if you are not familiar, is one of the most twisted and disturbing things I have ever seen. But it's incredibly compelling and I haven't missed an episode. I'm always curious to see how far they're going to push the envelope with every subsequent episode.

Well, Wednesday night's episode didn't just push the envelope; it launched it into outer space with an RPG. You see, it was American Horror Story's "Christmas" episode. I guess I shouldn't put it in quotes because it was about Christmas.

UNDERSTATEMENT ALERT: It's just that it wasn't about Christmas the way most Christmas episodes are about Christmas.

Not. Even. Close.

I won't go into detail. Let's just say the episode featured two serial killers and one of them was a blood-thirsty butcher whose violence was triggered by Santa suits. Now, this wasn't some rip-off of that pathetic 80s slasher flick, Silent Night Deadly Night, which was nothing more than Friday the 13th with tinsel. No, this was deeply, oh, how shall I say it...ATE UP!

So, there you have it. My Wednesday night:

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer and American Horror Story (which name-checked Rudolph, by the way).

Yeah, I'm pretty sure my name's on a list somewhere.