Anonymous
12-24-2003, 09:32 PM
I was kinda bored after work toady, so I wrote this. Fair warning to those with kids, not appropriate for children, this means you Stealthy hehe. Enjoy :)
CC X-mas
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the Confederation
Everyone was drinking
And not in moderation
Dysed was at the whorehouse
Mooch was smoking grass
And Innocent had just settled down
For a nice piece of ass
When all of a sudden
We heard such a commotion
Clucker jumped from his computer
Spilling his lotion
We all pulled up our pants
As we opened the door
And out on the lawn we saw Dysed
With what he thought was a whore
Stealthy was all agasp
And Graceful was laughing hard
Fanatic called out
“Dysed, you’re such a ‘tard”
Huntress spoke up
Through the tears in her eyes
“When you pull down her pants,
You’re in for a helluva surprise”
“Didn’t you notice ‘her’ red suit,” Lonestar called
“And her beard is kinda long,
I’m pretty sure that’s Santa,
And for you is his dong”
They both looked at us
And spoke in unison
“This is a good looking gal,
And I’m gonna get me some”
To the bed they retired
And many a moan escaped
Dysed and Santa musta had
One helluva a date
Out Santa walked
With a smile on his face
His legs bowed
As he walked about the place
“Now ya’ll keep quiet bout this,”
To us he did say
“Mrs. Claus does not need to know,
About this day”
Under our tree
He put our kickback
I must say for us
He emptied the whole sack
He went up the chimney
As he is prone to do
Called his drunken reindeer
And away he flew
I heard him call
As his pipe he lit
“Merry Christmas to all and…
Ahhh fuck it”
CC X-mas
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the Confederation
Everyone was drinking
And not in moderation
Dysed was at the whorehouse
Mooch was smoking grass
And Innocent had just settled down
For a nice piece of ass
When all of a sudden
We heard such a commotion
Clucker jumped from his computer
Spilling his lotion
We all pulled up our pants
As we opened the door
And out on the lawn we saw Dysed
With what he thought was a whore
Stealthy was all agasp
And Graceful was laughing hard
Fanatic called out
“Dysed, you’re such a ‘tard”
Huntress spoke up
Through the tears in her eyes
“When you pull down her pants,
You’re in for a helluva surprise”
“Didn’t you notice ‘her’ red suit,” Lonestar called
“And her beard is kinda long,
I’m pretty sure that’s Santa,
And for you is his dong”
They both looked at us
And spoke in unison
“This is a good looking gal,
And I’m gonna get me some”
To the bed they retired
And many a moan escaped
Dysed and Santa musta had
One helluva a date
Out Santa walked
With a smile on his face
His legs bowed
As he walked about the place
“Now ya’ll keep quiet bout this,”
To us he did say
“Mrs. Claus does not need to know,
About this day”
Under our tree
He put our kickback
I must say for us
He emptied the whole sack
He went up the chimney
As he is prone to do
Called his drunken reindeer
And away he flew
I heard him call
As his pipe he lit
“Merry Christmas to all and…
Ahhh fuck it”