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by **Ichyro** » Wed Dec 24, 2003 11:54 pm

For all who just cant get into the holiday spirit this year...this one is for you.
Enjoy! *And don't kill me! ^_^*

Late last week, I was rushing around trying to get some last minute shopping done. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the Christmas season right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was loading my car up with gifts that I felt obligated to buy. I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to the shopping mall entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing.

The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin.

He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill.

Oddly enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand. Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him
what was wrong. He told me his sad story.

He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She made very little to support her large family.

Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home. He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I wondered.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me..."
I realized then that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help.

So I grabbed his other hundred and ran to my truck.

by **Maenos** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 12:06 am

lol, saw this earlier, but hehe.

So cruel though, heh.

by **The Irish Guy** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 12:16 am

That's what they get for being poor.

Edit:
I got a couple of PMs from people who thought I was serious...
I wasn't.

by **Oddysee** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 12:40 am

So who the bird in your sig.?

:twisted:

Tm

by **Tacz** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 12:46 am

Thats HORRIBLE

But funny

by **The Irish Guy** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 1:04 am

Oddysee wrote:So who the bird in your sig.?

She is the one who is known as "Taya."

by **Oddysee** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 1:09 am

And she's your sig because...?

:twisted:

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by **The Irish Guy** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 1:13 am

Because she's perfect.

Duh.

by **Oddysee** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 1:18 am

Uhm... Right... I wont dig into that...
Anyway... what was this topic about?... Oh yeah! Christmas spirit...

*/me walks away, whisteling, while punching in some co-ords...*

Hehe, merry Christ!... Erh, Christmas!...
*snicker*

*/me pushes the button...*

:twisted:

Tm

by **Ichyro** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 1:19 am

*Me looks up and sees Oddy Fry Santa instead of us*

:shock:

And please note it is a joke.

I didnt do that, and its in dark humor a'la HappyTreefriends.

by **Oddysee** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 1:20 am

Santa?... Crap! so much for pressies t'morro...
Now where did Irish go?...

:twisted:

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by **The Irish Guy** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 1:23 am

If a guy has a girl in his sig, and she's not famous, she's probably his signifigant other...

I thought it'd be obvious.

by **Tacz** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 2:25 am

HaHA!

I boarded my Skjold and planted the beacon on Santa.

Youll never catch me now, coppers!

*vrooOOOOOOOOOoooommm...*

by **Ichyro** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 3:13 am

The Irish Guy wrote:If a guy has a girl in his sig, and she's not famous, she's probably his signifigant other...

I thought it'd be obvious.

Never know with the net. Whatever the case, you'd get a big "aawww" for thinking of your signifigant other as perfection, and some envy too.

by **Boinky** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 6:33 am

The Irish Guy wrote:If a guy has a girl in his sig, and she's not famous, she's probably his signifigant other...

I thought it'd be obvious.

If by significant other you mean staking target, I aggree wholeheartedly... errr :roll:

by **Firia** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 7:21 am

Boinky wrote:
The Irish Guy wrote:If a guy has a girl in his sig, and she's not famous, she's probably his signifigant other...

I thought it'd be obvious.

If by significant other you mean staking target, roll:

*keeps a watchful eye out for those that would put my pic in their sig*

by **Ichyro** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 8:18 am

O_O

Not today, though.

by **Oddysee** » Thu Dec 25, 2003 2:50 pm

Firia wrote:*keeps a watchful eye out for those that would put my pic in their sig*

Oh come now Fir'... Not even a miniature version? :wink:

*snicker*

Tm

by **Darth Bootay** » Fri Dec 26, 2003 8:42 am

Twas Reets before Christmas and all through the club
All the ravers were dancing all filled with mad lub
The dancers considered their macros with care
In hopes that Saint Bootay soon would be there

The DJs were settled up top of the couch
'Cept for Otori who fell off -- oh ouch!
Ms Ice in her skimpies and Gen in her Miir
I still can't say which is more dear

When outside the club there rose such a ruckus
As if some slayer-bot had fell on its tuckus
Down through the floor some streaked with a H00T
Faster than listeners try'ng to win lewt

The moons they glistened on the pavements outside
Turning them white as an opi's backside
When what to their implanted eyes did appear
But a tiny white yalm crashlanded right near

Out crawled the driver all decked in blue
And they knew in an instant that it was Saint Boo
More rapid than fixers her curses they flew
Castigating her yalm and her ISP too

*bleeped for the protection of your virgin ears*

And then in a parsec they saw on the roof
The shape of Saint Bootay fall flat with an "OOF!"
As they giggled and pointed and rolled on the floor
That crazy tall trader zipped into the door.

She was dressed all in Miir from pigtails to boot
Unfashionably covered, but somehow still cute
The pioneer backpack perma-glued to her back
And that look in her eyes like she'd just had some crack.

Her grin how it simmered, on her lips like red cherry
And that sway of the hips, it screamed "Let's get merry!"
Her CDRs clenched tight, one in each gloved hand
Tattooed on each bicep was a black and blue band

She was rowdy and silly and full of advice
And despite her sharp temper she still seemed quite nice
With a wink and a /disco she started to dance
Moving with abandon to industrial and trance

She didn't say much as she spun and she turned
But you knew when she danced that her heart really burned
With the love of the DJs, the music and dancers
/ballet /kneel and /pulp were her answers

When the dancing was over she /lounged on a chair
She licked Katieblu and bit Vel's derriere
They heard her exclaim as she faded from sight
"Merry XMas to all and to all a hawt nite!"

by **Darth Bootay** » Fri Dec 26, 2003 8:47 am

Oh yeah...

Irishguy, if you must make me stare down a girlie's cleavage, get a pic of Tastyvixen's. THAT is perfect cleavage.

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