sammystarock 327 Posted December 3, 2015 (edited) Deleted. Edited December 25, 2015 by sammystarock Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Ziggy455 678 Posted December 11, 2015 On Christmas Eve, I'll beat my meat. I'll meet some sweet Nude Elves and read Their minds that blow And snort it, grow A beard to see it powdered to The root, my nose, My memories, I'll smell a rose, I'll dream and wake. For f*ck's sake. This made me laugh, good job. I got the image of a cock-addled Santa penning this in desperation for some odd reason. The whole thing confuses me, I don't know what the narrator is waking up from. If you really had to ask me, I think it's some form of seeing how Christmas Eve is viewed from as a child, to how an adult sees it, and the cynicism of it as opposed to a child. I am clutching at straws, I know. I just liked the image this little piece shot at me. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
