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* 'Twas the night before x-mas, and all through the house, every creature was stoned, even the mouse.

The elves are dressed in leather and the angels in chains. The sugar plums are ranced and the stockings are in flames

No bells in hell. No snow below. Silent night, violent night

There's a grembling in my belly and a tremblin' in my brain

There's someone down the chimney and satan is his name.

there'll be no father x-mas cause it's evil's holiday.

So come on down in my hole, the ticket is your soul.

*Yeah, mucho randomness.

Here's more (not x-mas related but still BR)

*when someone asks for your name, say:
"I am santa, santa.. santa, santa, SATAN!"

*If you walk on my turf, you become my turf.
-Matt Jenson '87

*You'll get more out of them drunk then out of a 45 foot hole in their corpse.

*"Shant say nothing if you don't say please"
"Alright.. Please."
"Nothing!! Har har har"

((All of these brought to you by my darling Joanna.))