Felicia Katt
12-16-2006, 12:08 PM
It was the night before Xmas, and all through the board
not a poster was stirring, at least none not ignored.
The Angels were hung, but their wares weren't displayed
while freeloading pic hounds were mad and dismayed
Shy chasers were nestled, at home with their porn
while bolder ones websurfed with lust or with scorn
Seanchai in grass skirt, Alannah in Co-op
modded pictures of girls all pre, post or no-op
When out on the net, there arose such a clatter
I assumed it was Honda, he's mad as Hatter
I opened the window with click of the mouse,
to see what was shaking up BIG MEGA's house
The board was lit up, each and every thread
Even Does This Make Me Gay was back from the dead
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
but a brand new thread with its title so clear,
The new poster's screen name so clever and slick
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles Board veterans came,
And he quoted and posted and typed out their names;
"Now, Vicki, now Wendy, now Jay, Quinn and Joanne!
On Buckstrap, Ecstatic, On Johnb, On Toefan!
To the top of the thread! to the top of the forum!
Now post away! post away! Lose all decorum!"
All over the board, fast cursors uploaded
messages, pics, movies zipped and encoded
And then, with a bell chime, I got an IM
"hey Baby, you're hot, can we go cam to cam"
hitting accept, minimizing the web,
showed a quickcam of Santa, at least that's what he said
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his waist,
as for the rest, well he wasn't that chaste;
A bundle of toys, some with c-cells included,
from the sack on his back, like snakes they protruded.
His eyes -- behind shades were a little bit scary!
His nose was quite red, like he'd been in the sherry
His droll little mouth had a wide open OH,
and I hoped that the white on his chin was from snow
He had a broad face and a little round tummy
that drooped to obscure his own little yummy
He was chubby and plump, a jolly old deacon
And I laughed when he typed "hey girl is your Freak on?";
but a nice smiley face and quick L O L,
soon made clear to me that all was still well
He quickly unzipped and went straight to his work
tried on some stockings; then came with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
with a last sheepish smile his camera closed
Clicking back to the board, I saw him slip off the forum
but his posters were there and to post more he implored them
Then I saw his last typing, before he logged off,
"Merry Christmas Felicia, thanks for getting me off
not a poster was stirring, at least none not ignored.
The Angels were hung, but their wares weren't displayed
while freeloading pic hounds were mad and dismayed
Shy chasers were nestled, at home with their porn
while bolder ones websurfed with lust or with scorn
Seanchai in grass skirt, Alannah in Co-op
modded pictures of girls all pre, post or no-op
When out on the net, there arose such a clatter
I assumed it was Honda, he's mad as Hatter
I opened the window with click of the mouse,
to see what was shaking up BIG MEGA's house
The board was lit up, each and every thread
Even Does This Make Me Gay was back from the dead
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
but a brand new thread with its title so clear,
The new poster's screen name so clever and slick
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles Board veterans came,
And he quoted and posted and typed out their names;
"Now, Vicki, now Wendy, now Jay, Quinn and Joanne!
On Buckstrap, Ecstatic, On Johnb, On Toefan!
To the top of the thread! to the top of the forum!
Now post away! post away! Lose all decorum!"
All over the board, fast cursors uploaded
messages, pics, movies zipped and encoded
And then, with a bell chime, I got an IM
"hey Baby, you're hot, can we go cam to cam"
hitting accept, minimizing the web,
showed a quickcam of Santa, at least that's what he said
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his waist,
as for the rest, well he wasn't that chaste;
A bundle of toys, some with c-cells included,
from the sack on his back, like snakes they protruded.
His eyes -- behind shades were a little bit scary!
His nose was quite red, like he'd been in the sherry
His droll little mouth had a wide open OH,
and I hoped that the white on his chin was from snow
He had a broad face and a little round tummy
that drooped to obscure his own little yummy
He was chubby and plump, a jolly old deacon
And I laughed when he typed "hey girl is your Freak on?";
but a nice smiley face and quick L O L,
soon made clear to me that all was still well
He quickly unzipped and went straight to his work
tried on some stockings; then came with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
with a last sheepish smile his camera closed
Clicking back to the board, I saw him slip off the forum
but his posters were there and to post more he implored them
Then I saw his last typing, before he logged off,
"Merry Christmas Felicia, thanks for getting me off