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T' WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS (week# 5 12/10/07)
T'was the night before Christmas And all through the house, Everyone felt shitty Even the mouse.
Dad at the house
Then out on the lawn
He came down the chimney
He filled all the stockings
He rose up the chimney
He swore and cursed
Merry Christmas!!!! Smile, it's the second-best thing you can do with your lips! |
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T'was the night before Christmas, and God was it neat,
The doors were all bolted, and the phone off the hook,
Mama in her teddy, and I in the nude,
When out on the lawn there arose such a cry,
Up to the window I sprang like an elf,
The moon on the crest of the snowman we built,
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
With a fat little driver half out of his sled,
Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite,
Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz,
Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree,
They cleared the old lamp post, the tree got a rub,
And then from the roof we heard such a clatter,
I was donning my jacket to cover my ass,
His suit was all smelly with perfume galore,
"That was some brothel" he said with a smile,
He walked to the kitchen, himself poured a drink,
I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee,
Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack,
The first thing he found was a pair of false tits,
A box filled with condoms was Santa's next find,
A bra without nipples, a penis extension,
A fuck ring, a g-string, and all types of oil,
"This stuff ain't for kids, Mrs. Santa will shit,
He filled every stocking and then took his leave,
He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead,
In time he was seated, took the reigns of his hitch,
The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout,
Merry Christmas!! Smile, it's the second-best thing you can do with your lips! |
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