12-25-2006, 10:57 AM
And Christ was about.
He pondered all fuming, about TheAdventMaster's doubt.
You see . . .
The Advent Master truly hates Christmas,
For no reason at all.
Because Christmas sucks.
For one and for . . . all. Fuck.
I suck at rhyming.
I hope I don't get any fucking presents. Maybe gloves, but that's it. I don't want to have to look at anyone's face and tell them that I don't want the shit gift they got me and that they shouldn't have gotten it, because I didn't say anything about it.
Yeah.
Fuck this.
Sumo Jo, - Sup wid da fileanchoor?
Z!re, hi.
Seph, I'm so much better at programming than you
Oh. Yeah. It's Christmas morning over here, I think. I really wouldn't know if it wasn't for all the posts. I forget about Christmas every year until I'm reminded of this holidy I oh so hate.
I seriously have issues with Christmas.
He pondered all fuming, about TheAdventMaster's doubt.
You see . . .
The Advent Master truly hates Christmas,
For no reason at all.
Because Christmas sucks.
For one and for . . . all. Fuck.
I suck at rhyming.
I hope I don't get any fucking presents. Maybe gloves, but that's it. I don't want to have to look at anyone's face and tell them that I don't want the shit gift they got me and that they shouldn't have gotten it, because I didn't say anything about it.
Yeah.
Fuck this.
Sumo Jo, - Sup wid da fileanchoor?
Z!re, hi.
Seph, I'm so much better at programming than you
Oh. Yeah. It's Christmas morning over here, I think. I really wouldn't know if it wasn't for all the posts. I forget about Christmas every year until I'm reminded of this holidy I oh so hate.
I seriously have issues with Christmas.
Quote:This is when Santa dresses up in red to hide the blood I soon shall spread.
I get my guns, my torch, my knife.
A flare of Immortals,
I fuck Santa's Wife.
Even though he expects me,
Now every year.
He still can not stop this,
His fear getting near.
I crawl and I hide,
Stealthy and Silent.
Take out my fucking gun,
And kill my assailent.
No more Santa Clause.
Here comes Santa Clause.
Covered in blood this year.
Gonna kick his ass as he comes down my chimney,
Full of flame and iron.
Point is, I really hate,
Santa. Christmas. Eve.