A Very PD Holiday

[Jenne]

[Adios]

[Remington]

Once upon a midnight dreary,
While i pron surfed, weak and weary,

Over many a strange and spurious site of ' hot  xxx galore'.


While i clicked my fav'rite bookmark, suddenly there came a warning,
and my heart was filled with mourning,
Mourning for my dear amour,
" 'Tis not possible!", i muttered, " give me back my free hardcore!"

..... quoth the server, 404.

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

    bravo, sir

[Remington]

Not mine, sadly. I found it on Bash.org.

[the last yatto]

zombie apocalypse
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UqEhUm2B_8

[Lies]

Once upon a midnight dreary,
While i pron surfed, weak and weary,

Over many a strange and spurious site of ' hot  xxx galore'.


While i clicked my fav'rite bookmark, suddenly there came a warning,
and my heart was filled with mourning,
Mourning for my dear amour,
" 'Tis not possible!", i muttered, " give me back my free hardcore!"

..... quoth the server, 404.

*shudders* chilling...

[Lies]

Oh yeah, I must be a pedantic dick though and ruin your awesome poem by pointing out "Lys" and "Lives" don't actually rhyme.
At least, it your pronouncing it in the form of its full, "Lysergic", it should actually be pronounced "Lies".

But I'm sure everyone here thinks of it as "Lis", so I won't press the matter further.

[Chairman Risus]

Oh yeah, I must be a pedantic dick though and ruin your awesome poem by pointing out "Lys" and "Lives" don't actually rhyme.
At least, it your pronouncing it in the form of its full, "Lysergic", it should actually be pronounced "Lies".

But I'm sure everyone here thinks of it as "Lis", so I won't press the matter further.

Lie-surge-ick is how I've pronounced it in my head, abbrv to Lys {lice}.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Oh yeah, I must be a pedantic dick though and ruin your awesome poem by pointing out "Lys" and "Lives" don't actually rhyme.
At least, it your pronouncing it in the form of its full, "Lysergic", it should actually be pronounced "Lies".

But I'm sure everyone here thinks of it as "Lis", so I won't press the matter further.

Lie-surge-ick is how I've pronounced it in my head, abbrv to Lys {lice}.

Likewise.

[BadBeast]

To the tune of "God rest thee Merry Gentlemen"

May Eris of Discordia disrupt your Xmas Day,
We're turning out in force this year,
to help her win the day,
We'll tolerate no festive songs, or cheer of any kind,
We'll be spearing every Reindeer we find, that we find,
Yes we'll harpoon every Reindeer that we find

And if the Queen should make her speech,
her fate will be severe,
We're sending Babylon around, to fuck her in the ear,
and if Prince Philip intervenes, protests in any way,
then we'll horsewhip him from here to Boxing Day, Boxing Day,
Yes, we'll thrash him soundly lunchtime Boxing Day.

And any decorations, that you've put up on display,
you'd better take them down again,  and throw them all away,
there will be heavy penalties for every Christmas tree,
and you don't want to know what they will be, they will be,
but it will be very harrowing to see.

And every Father Christmas, that we see along the way,
we'll burn his fucking beard off, and tie him to his sleigh,
there'll be no cries of "Ho Ho Ho", or children on his knee,
and we'll poison all his Elves with LSD, LSD,
And we'll poison all his Elves with LSD.

There'll be no Xmas Carols sung, no Midnight Xmas Mass,
We'll Tar and Feather anyone who dares to be that crass,
And if we find Cliff Richard, then we'll hang him upside down,
from a lamp post in the middle of the Town, of the Town,
And we're never going to cut the fucker down, cut him down,
No we're never going to cut the fucker down.

There'll be no Xmas number one,
no "Mistletoe and Wine"
No Noddy fucking Holder,
shouting out "It's Xmas time"
No "Mary's fucking Boychild "
and no"Little Drummer Boy"
No festive cheer, no Xmas fucking joy,
fucking joy,
No ringing fucking Churchbells to annoy!

ETA, Moar.

We're coming now to get you, so you'd better stay inside,
And if you hear us knock your door, you'd better run and hide,
We'll pillage all your Xmas gifts, and carry off your Wife,
Leaving you alone with Discord and with Strife, Discord and Strife,
Eris blessed you with her discord, and her Strife.




 

[Eater of Clowns]

Oh yeah, I must be a pedantic dick though and ruin your awesome poem by pointing out "Lys" and "Lives" don't actually rhyme.
At least, it your pronouncing it in the form of its full, "Lysergic", it should actually be pronounced "Lies".

But I'm sure everyone here thinks of it as "Lis", so I won't press the matter further.

Poetic Lys-ence, motherfucker.

[Eater of Clowns]

BADBEAST

MIIIITTTEEEENS.

[BadBeast]

BADBEAST

MIIIITTTEEEENS.

[Rumckle]

 

Fuck Yeah!