Chinatown88
1 year 1 month 1 day and counting
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the forums
Not a poster was stirring, not even a troll;
The likes were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Cap'n Dave soon would be there;
The homies were nestled all snug in their hives;
While visions of memes and GIFs danced in their heads;
And BernieParent in his Safari hat, and MSE in his Stetson,
Had just settled the PCs for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
DancingPanther sprang from his honeycomb to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and hit the wide open check down.
The green of the grass from the wide open field,
Gave a lustre of trips to the endzone aflow,
When what to his wondering eyes did appear,
But a RGB gaming PC and eight esteemed posters,
With a jaded Cap'n so whimsical and witty,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Meme.
More rapid than Hurts turning over the ball,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, FLYguy! now, Striiker! now landsbergfan and Magua!
On, Jojo! on, Beef! on, trostol and Hollywood Cannon!
To the top of the likes! to the top of the wall!
Now WR screen! inside zone! RPO away all!"
As playbook sheets that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with a hockey dinosaur, neck to the sky;
So up to the PCs the homies they flew
With the sleigh full of memes, and Cap'n Dave too—
And then, in a twinkling, DancingPanther heard on the roof
The laughing and statistic of each little meme.
As DancingPanther drew in his head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Cap'n 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 memes he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a poster just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his whiskers, 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 on 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 bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old cat,
And DancingPanther laughed when he saw him, in spite of himself;
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 posted all the memes; 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 PC, 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 sig
ht—
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Merry Christmas. Hope everyone has a good time. Always fun with The Hivemind ™.
Not a poster was stirring, not even a troll;
The likes were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Cap'n Dave soon would be there;
The homies were nestled all snug in their hives;
While visions of memes and GIFs danced in their heads;
And BernieParent in his Safari hat, and MSE in his Stetson,
Had just settled the PCs for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
DancingPanther sprang from his honeycomb to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and hit the wide open check down.
The green of the grass from the wide open field,
Gave a lustre of trips to the endzone aflow,
When what to his wondering eyes did appear,
But a RGB gaming PC and eight esteemed posters,
With a jaded Cap'n so whimsical and witty,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Meme.
More rapid than Hurts turning over the ball,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, FLYguy! now, Striiker! now landsbergfan and Magua!
On, Jojo! on, Beef! on, trostol and Hollywood Cannon!
To the top of the likes! to the top of the wall!
Now WR screen! inside zone! RPO away all!"
As playbook sheets that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with a hockey dinosaur, neck to the sky;
So up to the PCs the homies they flew
With the sleigh full of memes, and Cap'n Dave too—
And then, in a twinkling, DancingPanther heard on the roof
The laughing and statistic of each little meme.
As DancingPanther drew in his head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Cap'n 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 memes he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a poster just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his whiskers, 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 on 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 bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old cat,
And DancingPanther laughed when he saw him, in spite of himself;
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 posted all the memes; 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 PC, 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 sig
ht—
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Merry Christmas. Hope everyone has a good time. Always fun with The Hivemind ™.
