twas the night before xmas and all through fu bar land there was nothing sterring not even you. i heard a clit clatter on the roof top, when i took a look jolly saint nick was staring at me, on bettie, on xciteme, on jessica or sugar, why wasnt the naughties out tonight, the raindeer were drunk, watching the gals, merry xmas to all and all have a good xmas
bedrock