Anti-Xmas am 19.Dez !

xmas la Al Bundy  
'Twas the night before Christmas,  
And all through the house,  
No food was a-stirrin',  
Not even a mouse.  
Stockings were hung round  
Dad's nick like a tie,  
Along with a note that said,  
"Presents or die."  
Children were plotting  
All night in their beds,  
While the wife's constant whining  
Was splitting his head.  
But daddy had money  
This year in the bank,  
Then they closed up early,  
And now dad's in a tank.  
All of a sudden,  
Santa appeared,  
A sneer on his face,  
Booze in his beard.  
"Santa," I said,  
As he laughed merrily,  
"You do so much for others,  
Do something for me."  
"Bundy," he said,  
"You only sell shoes,  
Your son is a sneak thief,  
Your daughter's a floose."  
"Ho ho," Santa said,  
"Should I mention your wife?  
Her hair's like an A-bomb,  
Her nails like a knife."  
He climbs up the chimney,  
That fat piece of dung,  
He mooned me two times,  
He stuck out his tongue.  
I heard him exclaim,  
As he broke wind with glee,  
"You're married with children,  
You'll never be free."  
Die ersten Tage verpasst ? Alles nochmal Online unter  
Was war eigentlich im letzten Jahr ? Nun zu finden unter  
Weihnachts-Countdown: noch 5 Tage bis X-day.  



Last modified: Mon Oct 13 21:18:26 CEST 2003