Jyu1ch1 |
Jyu1ch1 wrote:You could always go for gaming 'til the morning is nigh. ;PEmperor7 wrote:Jyu1ch1 wrote:Who are you trying to kid? This is a good one!We wish you a Fawtly Christmas;
lalalalalalala** spoiler omitted **
Lol, well I ment
Oh, bring us the Lords of Chaos and a bag of good die!
lala
lala
We won't go until we game some, so game some all night
doesnt really work cause die and night dont rhyme, but I couldnt think of anything else.;3
oooooooooo thats better! :D
Pual |
I'll have a Blue Smurf-mas without you
I'll be so blue thinking about you
Decorations of red on a blue Smurf-mastree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me
I'll have a Blue Smurf-mas that's certain
And when that blue heartache starts hurtin'
You'll be doin' all right, with your Smurf-mas of white,
But I'll have a blue, blue Smurf-mas
Aberzombie |
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Grandma got devoured by a zombie
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Walkers,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
She'd been drinkin' too much eggnog,
And we'd begged her not to go.
But she'd left her medication,
So she stumbled out the door into the snow.
When they found her Christmas mornin',
At the scene of the attack,
There were teeth marks on her forehead,
And her brain became some things midnight snack.
Grandma got devoured by a zombie
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Walkers,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
Now we're all so proud of Grandpa,
He's been takin' this so well.
See him in there cleaning his guns,
Drinkin beer and planning hunts with cousin Belle.
It's not Christmas without Grandma.
All the family's dressed in black.
And we just can't help but wonder:
Is anyone hiding a bite mark on their back?
Grandma got devoured by a zombie
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Walkers,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
Now the map is on the table
Showing each site where they’ve struck.
And a case of ammunition
That we still have to load in the truck.
I've warned all my friends and neighbors.
"Better watch for these undead.
These damn zombies are a menace,
So get protective gear for your head."
Grandma got devoured by a zombie
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Walkers,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
Aberzombie |
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It's beginning to look a lot like zombiepocalypse
Everywhere you go;
Take a look in the five-and-ten, glistening red once again
With blood splatter and look, is that a toe.
It's beginning to look a lot like zombiepocalypse,
Corpses in every store,
But the nastiest sight to see are the brainnnss that will be
On your own bloody floor.
A pair of sturdy boots and a pistol that shoots
Is a wish that isn't so strange;
Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk
to lure zombies into range;
And Mom and Dad, bitten yesterday, are going through the change.
It's beginning to look a lot like zombiepocalypse
Everywhere you go;
There's a horde in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well,
The undead kind that doesn't mind the snow.
It's beginning to look a lot like zombiepocalypse;
Soon the screams will start,
And the thing that will make them yell is the vile, decaying smell
As they chew your heart.
It's beginning to look a lot zombiepocalypse,
Corpses in every store,
But the nastiest sight to see are the brainnnss that will be
On your own bloody floor.
Sure it's Zombie Christmas once more.
Emperor7 |
Troll Christmas Carol
I'm getting mutton for Christmas
Stinky and Tiny are mad.
I'm getting mutton for Christmas
'Cause they're no dwarves to be had.
I broke my bat on the chieftain's head;
Somebody snitched on me.
I ate a frog from the shaman's stash;
Somebody snitched on me.
We got kicked out of the clan;
Sent right out to the world of man;
Hiding from the hammer of the ban;
My brothers are still mad at me.
Nuttin' but mutton for Christmas
Stinky and Tiny are mad.
Nuttin' but mutton for Christmas
'Cause they're no dwarves to be had.
Klaus van der Kroft |
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Ooh, lets give this a try. This is for players who don't appreciate what we DMs have to do:
[To the tune of "Santa Claus is Comming Tonight"]
You better not cheat
You better play nice
Better not change
What says in the dice
Dungeon Master running tonight!
You better plan out
Outwit him by far
Don't give him the chance
To murder your 'char
Dungeon Master running tonight!
Chimaeras when you're sleeping
Then trolls if you survive
He'll mock a saving throw or two
Then come rocks and PCs die!
Oh! A bastard he is
But love him enough
Or else who will run
Adventures and stuff
Dungeon Master running tonight!
Dungeon Master running tonight!
Limeylongears |
(To any buff Nordic barbarians you happen to have handy. Or George Michael)
Lars Chest-Mass
I Charm Person'd you
And the very next round
You clove me in two
This year
With a Bohemian Ear
-Spoon
Please Power Attack someone different
Or:
When begins the zombie's reign
And they're out there, craving BRAAINS
With a great big smile upon their rotting faces
They will shamble 'round the town
In packs, and bring you down
Then chew on you in various tender plaaaaces
(The zombies sing)
OH WE WISH WE COULD HAVE FLESH-FEASTS EVERY DAY
EVEN THOUGH OUR SKIN IS PEELING, GREEN AND GREY
WE'VE AN ALL-CONSUMING URGE TO REND AND SLAY
LET THE BELLS ANNOUNCE OUR FLESH FEAST!
Why don't you giiiive
Your heeaart
Too-oo-oo-oo-oo
Flesh-feasts?