12-24-2005, 08:46 AM
Merry Christmas. Let's break this term apart, because vague ideas are currently forbidden in this thought process.
M = Mystical man massively man-handling many magical men.
E = Everyone enjoys erotic excess
R = Really rowdy ruffians rooting riots
R = Really radical
Y = Yo-yo yelling your yips
So we have that part figured out. Is it really necccccessssary to go on? Apparently it is. Samy is sexy. So there we have it.
The snow frosted the earth, allowing the moon to enlighten the ground. Tonight was a special night for everyone, especially You. You have woken up in Your Christmas night sleep around 3:33 AM. You look out the window an gaze at the beautiful sight before You. What do You do? You decide to open the window. You remember times when You would climb out Your window to the tree branch that brushed against the house. Those were summer days though, and this was the early signs of Christmas morning. Then again, why should this night be different? Your head peaks outside, a snowflake landing perfectly on Your nose. You think not once, but never and leap our Your window and grab onto the branch. You let go and fall to the white carpet. You get up and dust Yourself free of snow. Your feet don't even notice the cold, You're too caught up in this moment. The open road looks so tempting to You. The warmth the morning will bring with Your family and Santa Clause cannot be beat. You walk to Your backyard, Your swingset resembles a Christmas tree ornament now. Who is that behind the shed? You walk over towards the figure, excitement and fear building inside You. You try to speak to get this person's attention, but he reacts too soon and turns towards You.
"Hello," he says. "Are you ready?"
You again try to say something, but now You can't move your mouth.
"It's ok. You are with me now. I am an elf. Let's learn."
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
M = Mystical man massively man-handling many magical men.
E = Everyone enjoys erotic excess
R = Really rowdy ruffians rooting riots
R = Really radical
Y = Yo-yo yelling your yips
So we have that part figured out. Is it really necccccessssary to go on? Apparently it is. Samy is sexy. So there we have it.
The snow frosted the earth, allowing the moon to enlighten the ground. Tonight was a special night for everyone, especially You. You have woken up in Your Christmas night sleep around 3:33 AM. You look out the window an gaze at the beautiful sight before You. What do You do? You decide to open the window. You remember times when You would climb out Your window to the tree branch that brushed against the house. Those were summer days though, and this was the early signs of Christmas morning. Then again, why should this night be different? Your head peaks outside, a snowflake landing perfectly on Your nose. You think not once, but never and leap our Your window and grab onto the branch. You let go and fall to the white carpet. You get up and dust Yourself free of snow. Your feet don't even notice the cold, You're too caught up in this moment. The open road looks so tempting to You. The warmth the morning will bring with Your family and Santa Clause cannot be beat. You walk to Your backyard, Your swingset resembles a Christmas tree ornament now. Who is that behind the shed? You walk over towards the figure, excitement and fear building inside You. You try to speak to get this person's attention, but he reacts too soon and turns towards You.
"Hello," he says. "Are you ready?"
You again try to say something, but now You can't move your mouth.
"It's ok. You are with me now. I am an elf. Let's learn."
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
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