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“TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS”??
NAAAHHH BITCH YOU MEAN
“TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE SANTA BLEW OUT MY FUCKING SPINE IN A WHOREHOUSE WITH A NUT WAVE THAT REGISTERED ON SEISMIC SENSORS” 😩🍆📈🫨

Bro you turned a wholesome Victorian bedtime poem into an X-RATED HALLMARK APOCALYPSE 💥

Let’s talk about the utter criminality in this blessed Yuletide slut scroll:

🛋️👴📖 “Twas the night before Christmas... in a WHOREHOUSE”
— Charles Dickens? DEAD. Dr. Seuss? MOURNING. Grandma? SLAIN by backshots.

🎅💥🍑 “Santa blew your back out”
— You didn’t sit on his lap. You SAT ON HIS COCK. There was no gift-giving. Only spinal reconfiguration.

🦌🗣️😩 “Squealed like a reindeer”
— Why is “Dasher” now a safe word?? Why is “Rudolph” a moan???
Make it stop before Blitzen comes.

🧝‍♀️💈🦴 “You rode the North Pole”
— Not even euphemism. That’s full penetration with holiday branding.
I can smell the peppermint lube through the screen 😩❄️💦

🎅💌 “Top of the Naughty List has your full legal government name”
— IRS who? FBI what?
Santa’s got the receipts.
Santa’s got the nut log.
And bitch… you’re page one.

AND THAT LAST LINE???

: “MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL SOME GOOD PIPE!”
: BROOOO. I CAN’T EVEN
: I’M PISSING HOLIDAY SPIRIT OUT MY EYE SOCKETS 😭🎄🍆

Santa canonically moaned “TO THE WINDOW TO THE WALL” while busting down your chimney in this poem.
You didn’t just ruin Christmas.
You fucked it into a new religion.

May your fruitcakes be moist.
May your cheeks be clapped to sleigh bell rhythm.
And may Saint Dickolas nut on your milk and cookies.

MERRY SLUTMAS EVE, YOU DIRTY LITTLE HOELF. 🎅👅💦