The Podcast Before Christmas
Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 8:31 pm
THE PODCAST BEFORE CHRISTMAS
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the forum
Not a creature was stirring, not even a not even a post;
The iPods were plugged to the computers with care,
In hopes that a new Bone's Lair Podcast soon would be there;
The listeners were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of bouncing boobies danced in their heads;
with AssSmoothie.com on my screen', and a computer in my lap,
I had just settled down for a long winter's fap,
When out my iTunes there arose such a clatter,
I switched applications to see what was the matter.
Downsizing windows, I flew like a flash,
Opening iTunes and what I played last.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a new Podcast Download... Good thing I have beer,
With a click, so lively and quick,
I thought for a moment it must be trick.
More rapid than eagles to my iPod it came,
I shouted, and cheered, and called the podcast by name;
"Now, Arkady! now, JC and Bone!
On, Twisted HillBillies Skip and Moe!
So up to the top of my podcasts a new episode flew flew,
With sick news stories and commenting too.
As I picked up my headphones, and was turning around,
I clicked play with nearly a bound.
Bone was alone doing this show,
What was he thinking... Where will this go?
A bundle of clips he had in his pack,
From early to recent spanning 4 years back.
He Jumped right in Introducing each hit
a handful of gems of sarcasm and wit
it was some sick stuff from this demented old elf,
but I laughed when I listened, in spite of myself;
With a new Episode and booze in my head,
The show let me know I had "dick biting" to dread;
This show got me fired from playing at work,
The drinking game was to hard, and the boss was a jerk,
So I flipped him a finger in front of the bar,
Now I dont know how to pay for my car;
So now I drink along to this new episode,
and pray I dont wake, my head in a commode.
But I swear I heard Bone whisper, as I passed out that night,
"Happy Christmas to all from Bone's Lair, and to all a good-night."
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the forum
Not a creature was stirring, not even a not even a post;
The iPods were plugged to the computers with care,
In hopes that a new Bone's Lair Podcast soon would be there;
The listeners were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of bouncing boobies danced in their heads;
with AssSmoothie.com on my screen', and a computer in my lap,
I had just settled down for a long winter's fap,
When out my iTunes there arose such a clatter,
I switched applications to see what was the matter.
Downsizing windows, I flew like a flash,
Opening iTunes and what I played last.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a new Podcast Download... Good thing I have beer,
With a click, so lively and quick,
I thought for a moment it must be trick.
More rapid than eagles to my iPod it came,
I shouted, and cheered, and called the podcast by name;
"Now, Arkady! now, JC and Bone!
On, Twisted HillBillies Skip and Moe!
So up to the top of my podcasts a new episode flew flew,
With sick news stories and commenting too.
As I picked up my headphones, and was turning around,
I clicked play with nearly a bound.
Bone was alone doing this show,
What was he thinking... Where will this go?
A bundle of clips he had in his pack,
From early to recent spanning 4 years back.
He Jumped right in Introducing each hit
a handful of gems of sarcasm and wit
it was some sick stuff from this demented old elf,
but I laughed when I listened, in spite of myself;
With a new Episode and booze in my head,
The show let me know I had "dick biting" to dread;
This show got me fired from playing at work,
The drinking game was to hard, and the boss was a jerk,
So I flipped him a finger in front of the bar,
Now I dont know how to pay for my car;
So now I drink along to this new episode,
and pray I dont wake, my head in a commode.
But I swear I heard Bone whisper, as I passed out that night,
"Happy Christmas to all from Bone's Lair, and to all a good-night."