who’s ready for a bad post
*ahem*
Season’s Yeetings
I thought I was ready
not the hero we need but the hero we deserve
Yeet the hall with troughs of folly,
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
‘Tis the season to be lolly,
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Fill the meadcup, drain the barrel,
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Troll the ancient Yeetmas carol,
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
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O Yeetmas tree, o Yeetmas tree
How lovely are thy bitches
I hate and love you in equal measure right now
Winceslaus went off I guess
On the feast of yeetin’
While the snow lay all about,
Purse breadsticks uneaten
Right in front of my own two eyeballs?!
JINGLE YEETS
JINGLE YEETS
JINGLE ALL THE WAY
OH WHAT FUN
IT IS TO YEET
THAT EMPTY BITCH AWAY