https://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/50.aspxGot Jokes or Flash Games? Post them here, I dont have to remind you to keep it clean do I?enCommunityServer 2008.5 SP1 (Build: 31106.3070)https://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/thread/1472.aspxSun, 23 Dec 2007 07:15:05 GMTb2ff3ccb-892e-4ceb-9a77-e4f6e73f7f60:1472DarkAstraea0https://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/thread/1472.aspxhttps://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=50&PostID=1472<p>haha, i was wondering why all my booze was gone instead of the milk and cookies :D&nbsp;</p><div style="clear:both;"></div>https://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/thread/1471.aspxSun, 23 Dec 2007 05:50:33 GMTb2ff3ccb-892e-4ceb-9a77-e4f6e73f7f60:1471ParaDOX0https://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/thread/1471.aspxhttps://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=50&PostID=1471<p>LOL, not quite the way I remembered it.....</p><div style="clear:both;"></div>https://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/thread/1468.aspxSat, 22 Dec 2007 12:02:09 GMTb2ff3ccb-892e-4ceb-9a77-e4f6e73f7f60:1468INOX0https://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/thread/1468.aspxhttps://www.paradisesgarage.com:443/mcweb2/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=50&PostID=1468<b> <p>&#39;Twas the Night Before Christmas</p></b> <p>&#39;Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,<br />There were bottles and butts left around by some louse.<br />And the best fifth I&#39;d hidden by the chimney with care,<br />had been snatched by some bum who&#39;d found it right there.<br /><br />My pals, guy&#39;s and gal&#39;s, had been poured in their beds,<br />to wake in the morning with hung over heads.<br />My mouth, full of cotton, dropped down with a snap,<br />because I was dying for just one more nightcap.<br /><br />When through the south window there came such a yell,<br />that I sprang to my feet to see just what the hell...<br />And what to my bloodshot eyes should I see,<br />but eight drunken reindeer caught up in a tree.<br /><br />Way in &#39;mongst the branches was a man with a sleigh,<br />and I saw it was Santa quite oiled and gay.<br />Staggering nearer, those eight reindeer came,<br />as he belched and he hiccoughed and he called them by name:<br /><br />&quot;On Whiskey! On Vodka! We ain&#39;t got all night.<br />You too, Gin and Brandy, now do it up right!<br />Clamber on up t&#39; the roof, get the hell off this wall,<br />get going you rummies, we&#39;ve still a long haul!&quot;<br /><br />So up on to the roof went the reindeer and sleigh,<br />But a tree branch hit Santa before he could sway,<br />And then to my ears like the roll of a barrel,<br />came a helluva noise that was no Christmas carol.<br /><br />As I pulled in my head and I cocked a sharp ear,<br />down the chimney he plunged landing smack on his rear.<br />He was dressed all in red with white fur for the trim,<br />and the way that he swayed said he was tanked to the brim.<br /><br />The sack on his back held nothing but booze,<br />and the breath that he blew nearly put me to snooze.<br />He was both plump and chubby and though he tried to stand right,<br />he couldn&#39;t fool me - he was high as a kite!<br /><br />He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,<br />and missed half the stockings, that plastered old jerk.<br />Then putting his thumb to the end of his nose,<br />he fluttered his fingers as he quoted his prose.<br /><br />A spring for his sleigh at so hasty a pace,<br />that he tripped on a shingle and slid down on his face.<br />But I heard him exclaim as he passed out of sight,<br />&quot;Merry Christmas you lushes, now really get tight</p><div style="clear:both;"></div>