/dev/etc 23 Dec 2008 03:51 pm
The Christmas Story: End Game
I wrote this on twitter. Most of the posts are 140 characters (the twitter character limit).
And thus does the Guestation Period begin, for you there, boy, it is the time of the Christman, and he shall come over for meats and breads.
And the dinosaurs brought their friends for a spot of it, and they sniffed the wines a little harder than times before, but they were happy.
And the angels, with their guitars, sang into being Cookie Pots and Lights for the children of Man; the winter feast dripped with laughter.
And when it was done, they were well fed, having eaten dreams and honeysuckle and lighting and wind; their mouths foamed into toothy smiles.
And thus did Santa spake that time: “You there, boy, it is Christmas Day soon, you must do this thing for me, this thing I am about to tel-”
“Get Behind Me, Santa.” The boy shouted.
“I Have Gifts To Deliver. With This Song I Am Going To Sing.” And then he sang the song that saved Christmas from the demons and stuff.
And the figs grew just a little bit fatter the next year. The lambs and pigs and other beasts that become meat grew a little juicier.
The skies turned SEGA blue for a thousand years, and thus it was decreed: “Have A Happy Christmas, And Stuff.” So will you, boy?
I hope everybody is safe and happy, for at least a few days.
