Excuse Me? Creepo Say What?

While waiting for my dear husband to get home from class and bring me my dinner from Chipoltle, I watched in horror as this PSA played on our TV.

I KNOW RIGHT?!? I'm not sure which grosses me out more, the actor dude (how about an actor chick?), the topic at hand, or the picture in my head of Santa delivering me one.

Dear Jay,

Please do not follow this weirdo's advice. I want a house for Christmas. Oh, you already got one? Perfect.

Sincerely,

Your Loving Wife