by nolongeractive- » Mon Dec 27, 2010 7:31 am
"Here it goes." Doc held the paper up in his hands, kind of sing-talking it into the phone.
"Oh, Kringle, Kringle, old Saint Nick,
Listen up, I have a trick,
A proposition if you may,
That'll be held on Christmas day.
Watch out children here I come,
But I don't bring toys, I bring a gun
But look inside, it's not a game,
Tis be a bullet with your name.
I bet you all the children's tears,
That I can visit them before your rear,
I'll get there first, and cut them loose
And hang them all up by a noose.
Oh, Kringle, Kringle, old Saint Nick,
Listen up, I have a trick,
A proposition if you may,
That'll be held on Christmas day."
He took a breath. "How was that? Kinda morbid, I know. But it's better than nothing. Merry Christmas."
[OOC: that probably sucked because I totally just made that up on the spot XD]
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