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Gifmas 2015

  1. #962842015-12-25 04:22:22--Jack-- said:

    'Twas the night before Gifmas, when all through the chat Not a newfag was stirring, not even @Bakahime. The Rabu Badges were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that Admins soon would be there.

    The users were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of Waifus danced in their heads. And @Mum in her ‘kerchief, and @Dad in his cap, Had just settled their brains for a long weekend’s nap.

    When out on the forum there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the chat to see what was the matter. Away to Frontpage I flew like a flash, Tore open the threads and threw up the tags.

    The moon on the breast of the newly-made post Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a major shitpost, and eight tiny more near.

    With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be some prick. More rapid than eagles his curses they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called Staff by name!

    "Now @Rinneko ! now, @Lieutenant ! now, @Lycan and @AshitoKenji ! On, @Gwynn! On, @123-456-7890! on, @Kip and @Warlock ! To the top of the post! to the top of the thread! Now go away! go away! Go away, buttheads!"

    As dead threads that before the wild insults fly, When they meet with a moderator, mount to the sky. So up to the frontpage the curses they flew, With the thread full of locks, and Staff members too.

    And then, in a twinkling, I saw all the spam The prancing and pawing of each "to-be" ban. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down to the chat the jerk came with a bound.

    He was dressed all in Emotes, from his head to his foot, And his Percentile all tarnished with curses and soot. A bundle of Gifs he had flung on his back, And he looked like a meddler, just opening his pack.

    His face-how he smirked! his posts how edgy! His comments were toxic, his prose very sketchy! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a stump, And the beard on his neck was well below his chin bump.

    The stump of a pen he held tight in his teeth, And the Vape mist encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

    He was ugly and a frump, a right motley old troll, And laughed when we muted him, in spite of its toll! A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon let us know we had nothing to dread.

    He posted not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the posted thread posts, then turned with a smirk. And flipping the finger to all who would know, And giving a nod, out of the chat he rose!

    He sprang to his thread, to the staff gave a whistle, And away they flew after, like the down of a thistle. But I heard them exclaim, "Dang jerk finally left the site, saying "Merry Gifmas to all, and to all a good-night"