Twas three weeks before Christmas and all through my town,
Mother fuckers were shopping and fucking around,
I go get a sandwich, a quick hangover meal,
Bacon egg and cheese, 2 bucks, quite a deal.
I exit the building and what do I see,
But 6 girl scouts trying to panhandle me.
I round a quick corner and cross the street fast,
If they wanted my money, they can kiss my black ass.
I thought I was free, I thought I was golden,
But then to my shock, 10 carolers rolled in.
I dodged their donations and kicked one in the shin,
Having evaded these bitches, I was sporting a grin.
"Do you hate christmas?", the cunt said to me,
I told her "I hate cunts, who want my money."
30 feet to go, my apartment in sight,
There was coal awaiting in my stocking that night.
But what to my wandering eyes did appear,
But a salvation army santa, smelling like beer.
He extended his hand, and I gave it a slap.
He showed me his bucket, I knew it was a trap.
I ran to my room and shut the door quick.
Stop asking me for money, you people make me sick.
Scrooge-
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Haha best post in a while...
"I thought I was free, I thought I was golden,
But then to my shock, 10 carolers rolled in."
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