As has been custom for many a year, a collection of prose, for the season, from a different point of view....
Twas the month before Obama
and all through the land
Democrats and Republicans
Joined in the F**k you America, band.
F**K fannie, f**k freddie, f**k AIG;
F**k Citi f**k Morgan and screw Goldman with glee!
Most of all, f**k Lehman and f**k old bear stearns;
With the largest f**kstick, probe till they yearn!
Silent night
Holy night
All is calm
All is bright
Looks like I'll be jerking off again.
Dear Johnnie:
Thanks for your letter;
(But I liked the way your Mom sucked my d**k much better!)
You asked about elves
and to this I reply,
Yes, I have them
until they all cry.
As the reindeer; of course they can fly!
The secret ingredient? Mrs Claus' pie.
How can I make that trip in a night?
Wild Turkey and Red Bull until I'm higher than a kite.
As for your present, you ask, in your Christmas sock
Of course, you shall have one! (next line too graphic...)
Dear Santa:
I left you a salad instead of Milk and Cookies. I'm worried about your cholesterol. Signed, Martha S.
Dear Martha S:
Thanks for the salad. I left you a big black dildo for you to go f**k yourself. Santa
Dear Santa:
Could you get me outta here before the 25th? Signed, Orenthal S.
Dear Orenthal S:
No problem. You should be meeting Johnnie C. soon - I'll set up an appointment for you.
Dear Santa:
I'm sick of this place. Signed, George B.
Dear George B:
I guess so! You sold it to a f******g ******!
(illini)
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My favorite thing about Christmas is my dick. Come to think of it, that's my favorite thing about every day.
That ain't snow on your windows, bee-yotch!
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