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Thread: Merry Christmas AOer's

  1. #21
    AO Soccer Mom debwalin's Avatar
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    Merry Christmas to all of you. In all the celebrating, partying, drinking and gift-giving, don't forget the really important part of Christmas...friends and family. The holidays would mean nothing if it weren't for the people in your life who give it meaning, who give you love, and who are there for you for the rest of the year too.

    I feel lucky that I have a family I love, a husband who is everything to me, and so so many online friends. There are people on this very forum who make Christmas even more special to me, and I want to say thank you to all of you who've made the last few years of my life an even more enriching and enjoyable experience.

    Now, since I have a feeling the pain pills are making me mushy and a little gabby, I'll stop now.
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  2. #22
    T̙͓̞̣̯ͦͭͅͅȂͧͭͧ̏̈͏̖̖Z̿ ͆̎̄
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    Dec 2004
    Hi Spyder,

    Despite the fact that this is a week early
    And I'm gonna need the whole week to dish out the Christmas Greens...10 down...waiting for the refill


  3. #23
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    You almost forgot, Egal.. Christmas colors are green AND red !!! Muhahaha...

    Nah, just kidding around.
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  4. #24
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    ...and a Happy (C)Hanukah to those that celebrate it
    Is this considered thread jacking? lol
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  5. #25
    The Prancing Pirate
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    Wait a little minute...Eg, where's the Night Before Christmas?! Tut tut...

    The Night Before Christmas, by Clement Clarke Moore

    'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
    Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
    The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
    In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

    The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
    While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
    And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
    Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
    Away to the window I flew like a flash,
    Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

    The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
    Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
    But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

    With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
    I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
    More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
    And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

    "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
    On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
    To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
    now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

    As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
    When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
    So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
    With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

    And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
    The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
    As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
    Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
    And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
    A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
    And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

    His eyes -- how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
    And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

    The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
    And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
    He had a broad face and a little round belly,
    That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
    And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
    Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
    And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
    And laying his finger aside of his nose,
    And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

    He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
    And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
    But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
    "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

    Now that's more like it...

    I might start a "What do you want for Xmas" thread, as I can't seem to find one this year...
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    T̙͓̞̣̯ͦͭͅͅȂͧͭͧ̏̈͏̖̖Z̿ ͆̎̄
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    Dec 2004
    Hi J_K9,

    I stuck with the two bah-humbug ditty's ...my personal favorite: Mr. Grinch


  7. #27
    The Prancing Pirate
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    Yeh, both those poems were brilliant (I'd never heard them before either)

    I'm surprised gore hasn't bazooked your post with greenies yet!
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  8. #28
    Blast From the Past
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    Jan 2003
    happy chrismahalaquanzaka
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    Now, RFC Compliant! Noia's Avatar
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    Jan 2002
    Merry \xMASS.

    I was going to link to a funky irish christmas song that ends up in a series of insults and ****-throwing between the two vocalists, however, I can't for the life of me remember any part of the song so I can't google it &gt;.&lt; oh well. Hope some one finds it because its well funny
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  10. #30
    BIOS Bomber
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    Jul 2003
    Originally posted here by J_K9
    Yeh, both those poems were brilliant (I'd never heard them before either)

    I'm surprised gore hasn't bazooked your post with greenies yet!
    heh he does have grinch PJ's so give it time lol if it was october you would have better chance lol i could sleep in those grinch pants there so big

    P.S if you havint seen me im 135 and his height heh so it can happen im a small lil punk
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