On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me: a drunk Santa fighting in the street. On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me: two drunk Santas fighting in the street, and a drunk Santa fighting in the street. On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me: three drunk Santas fighting in the street, two drunk Santas fighting in the street and a drunken Santa fighting in the street. On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: four drunk Santas fighting in the street, three drunk Santas fighting in the street, two drunk Santas fighting in the street and a drunken fat elf man fighting in the street. On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: five Santas fighting in the street! Four Santas fighting in the street, three Santas fighting in the street, two brawling Santas and another off by himself punching the air for some reason. On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: six Santas fighting in the street! Oh heres the cops! Four pugilists, three ninjas, two kick boxers and a Power Ranger wannabe. On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Seven Santas fighting in the street! Six Swat Teams, five Ju Do masters! Four pugilists, three ninjas, two kick boxers and a Power Ranger wannabe. On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: a US National Guard Response! Seven choke holds, six broken arms, five punctured lungs! Four black eyes, three bitten ears, two gunshot wounds and who the hell is that one guy whose still by himself fighting anyway? On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Nine Abrams tanks! Eight guard regiments, seven swat teams, six helicopters, five unmanned drones! Four nearly dead, three in custody, two outstanding and one lunatic in the center of it all. On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Ten more drunken Santas joining the fray! Nine Abrams tanks, eight Marine divisions, seven swat teams, six helicopters, five unmanned drones! Four nearly dead, three in custody, two now cornered and one lunatic at the center of it all. On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Eleven news anchors to cover the carnage! Ten more drunken Santas (where do they keep coming from?) nine Abrams tanks eight divisions of Marines, seven swat teams, six Apache helicopters, five unmanned drones! Four who have died, three in custody, two barricaded and a lone nut at the center of it all. On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Twelve Chuck Norises! Everyone else just gave up at this point as it was hopeless.
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 02:12:02 +0000
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