The Sancho And Juicehead666 Random Chat Thread!

Just a lil sumpin' sumpin' from "Salty Claus" to make ye all remember Christmas when you were kids. Merry Christmas everybody.

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas 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.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held 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 jelly!

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 gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
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,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"​

 

Eh, up to you.

 

Merry Christmas, salts!

brilliant.

 

Thank you, thank you

 

I think everyone is drifting off

 

looks that way

 

It's still early in Vegas.

 

Got any plans for tomorrow?



Hey Scibre...I love Aria how are ya man?

 

I'm good. Had a nice dinner with my sister tonight, a couple glasses of wine and now I'm just chillin' listening to my roommate's grandkid squeal with laughter.

 

How are you doin' fly?

What's shakin' Eve?

 

Is he playing with your mustache?

 

yep! gettin up early and heading to my parents to open presents with my sisters then just hangin' out with relatives til dinner

 

Just kickin back, watchin a movie. Long day at work today so I'm just enjoyin doin nothing at all

 

Awesome That oughta be a good time. Where abouts do ya live? I'm guessing somewhere in the US?

 

Looks what way?

This way? ----->

<------ This way?

 

beeb! you missed my guessing game! which one am I?

 

I know.

 

western Canada

 

Well, I was close

I used to visit Ontario all the time in the summer back when I was a kid