Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Bread's house.
Not a creature was stirring, not even in Robyn's blouse.
The rubbers were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that two other SBR posters soon would be there.
TheGambling Family were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of back door action danced in their heads.
And Paco in his skully, and JJ in his wig,
Had just settled down for a dinner without pig.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
My wife and her friend were arguing over who'd gotten fatter
Too many calories to too many chins
Sadly Bread loses at life. Again and again.
My SBR buddies always complained of no snow
So I traveled to Clearwater in search of some blow
Uhhh hu hu?I said blow.
With a little old driver, so lively and quickly,
I knew in a moment I couldn't be picky
More rapid than Herman and Guy Lafleur they came,
And I whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Amby! Now, Sharky! Now, Pavy and Bitty!
Tag team by wife so I can film it quickly
On the top of the porch! On the top of the wall!
Now fire away! Fire away!Fire away all!"
For logging and posting I get SBR points,
too bad I can't trade them for a couple of joints.
Losing will to strive, second guessing our lives,
If the stress gets too much, we just beat our wives.
An hour til morning, it is far from noon
In the blink of an eye, comes this Shanystar loon.
Getting kinda sleepy, dreaming of Matty Rain,
Being bisexual don't mean a thang
He was dressed all in drag, from his head to his foot,
His heels were shiny, his thong was well put.
He gives and he gives, but what?s on his list?
For once to be on top, he desperately wished.
It's a time for cheer, and to be with your family
Then this bigfoot Pavy, falls down your chimney
He had a gigantic head and a tiny video camera,
I confessed ASAP about my lack of sexual stamina!
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 he grabbed Robyn and gave the camera to Bread.
We won't speak of that night, there is nothing to tell.
Spontaneous it was not, Rogue Scholar showed up as well!
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
We sleighed down hills of yayo, when it Rains, it snows!
X-rated Xmas, one tip before we go.
Boys don't try to have a threesome on blow.
My friends at SBR, we are alright,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
An SBR Christmas Poem
SBR_John gave BatemanPatrickl 10 SBR Point(s) for this post.
