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IT'S CHRISTMAS TIME! Yeah, I know, you already figured that out. Just because Wal*Mart put up their Christmas display right after Halloween doesn't mean we all have to be hum-bug does it? Anyhow, happy holiday season, whatever you celebrate! Seems like everyone is getting into the spirit of things.


Even the Atheist's are going commercial this year!

Well, Fionia has done it again! Another contest (this is getting to be a regular occurance), see the latest one for Christmas HERE. I'm supposed to write either a Christmas Carol or Christmas Story that is relevant to eRep in some way. Then post a link in the comments of Fionia's article. Then you all vote me up and I win! You've got until reset tomorrow (day 1494), Friday the 23rd, so let's get to voting!




My Entry

NOTE: Being short on time and feeling somewhat under the weather, I have chosen to do an adaptation of a poem by Clement Clarke Moore. You may be more familiar with the title "Twas the night before Christmas".



Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the game
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Pfeiffer.
The q6 communes were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that big ass tanks soon would be there.

The citizens were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of missions danced in their heads.
And mamma* in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just racked our brains to fix Plato's last crap.


"Mamma" without her 'kerchief.

When out on the url there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to the computer hutch to see what was the matter.
Away to the monitor I flew like a flash,
Tripped on a usb cable, fell and busted my ass.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow (Ctrl + Alt + x)
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects ya know.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But q5 Food Raw Materials (Hunting Lodge), eight tiny reindeers.

With a little old Greek philosopher, so tricky and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be a prick.
More rapid than eagles his changes they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"First start up cost! now, production! now, wages and prices!
Now econ skills! limit on gold! and buy bot surprises!
To get on with it and over it! to get whacked in the balls!
Now to hell with it! hell with it! hell with it all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, Admins will try.
To fix up the mess of the economy they do,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and a load of poo poo.


That's some big poo!

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the net
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I scratched on my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Romper 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.
(NOTE: What a freakin' slob, he trashed the place. Getting ashes everywhere!)
A bundle of Toys (Mostly q6 Tanks) he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a bad ass, just ready to go postal on me.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His trigger finger twitched, so I was very wary!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the glint of a knife made me utter, oh no.

The stump of a cigar he clenched 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 napalm!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of the grenade launcher he held!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had better sit my ass down and shut the hell up.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And stripped all the 20K Storage Units, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose, (Guess which finger!)
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,
"I've got Argrob to beat. If I need more damage, I'll be back later tonight!"






Holiday Wishes & A Disclaimer?

Well, it goes without saying but... I hope everyone, especially the Admins, realize this was meant to be humorous. I am not trying to deliver some hidden meaning, just poking fun at the lot of you. So if your name was mentioned, smile. I was leaving some other slob alone.


Seriously, press Ctrl+Alt+x and wait a second.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR E-REP!