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T'was the night before....
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| Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, everyone felt shitty, even the mouse. Dad at the whore house, mom smokin some grass. I had just sat down, for a NICE piece of ass! | |
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| When up on the roof i heard such a clatter! I sprang from my piece, to see what's the matter! When up on the roof, i saw a big dick! I knew at that moment, it must be Saint Nick! | |
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Christmas, and at the North Pole....
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| He came down the chimmeny like a bat outta hell! I knew at that moment, the fucker had fell! He filled up our stockings with pretzels and beer. And a big rubber dick for my brother the queer! | |
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| Thinkin of that story you got in your email about you? | |
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| yes. that little bastard Tuefel Hund shouldn't have sent that too ME!!! He is a naughty naughty boy... instead of that nice new buttplug he was asking for, how does a nice pound of anthrax sound? | |
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