Christmas Mondegreens
 

Not really mondegreens. Not really anything. Just that I can't take anything too seriously this week. I'll start. You can finish or start a new one. Whatever.

While shepherds washed their socks by night
All seated on the ground
A bar of Velvet soap came down
and they began to scrub

“Fear not!” said they, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled minds
Ingrained dirt and stubborn stains
Had made washday a chore

A joint effort by pfp and Snake.

angels we have heard get high
on crystal meth and weed
sweetly snacking on the planes
and sleeping while they peed

angels we have heard smoke crack
while shooting up their veins
it's hard to be a seraphim
and drugs help with the pain

Good King Wes and Lance looked out
On the feast of Stephen
Steve was such a brawny lout
Tan, with teeth so even.

LOL!!! :D

It's not a donkey!!

Go dress ye merry, gentlemen
You've nothing on this day
Remember not to save your
Wash for doing Christmas day
And save us all from visions sour
When pants have gone astray
Go find things that cover a groin
Cover a groin
Go find things that cover a groin

It Came Upon A Midnight Clear

It came upon a midnight clear,
That glorious prong of old,
From Angela bending near the girth
To touch the hard-on bold
She's on the girth, good will to men,
On Kevin's bodacious thing,
She swirled in solemn stillness, laid
From here to where angels sing.

Deck us all with Boston Charlie
Walt Kelly

Deck us all with Boston Charlie,
Walla Walla, Wash., an' Kalamazoo!
Nora's freezin' on the trolley,
Swaller dollar cauliflower alley-garoo!

Don't we know archaic barrel,
Lullaby Lilla boy, Louisville Lou?
Trolley Molly don't love Harold,
Boola boola Pensacoola hullabaloo

note to self: SUHT UP!

"A Carol in a Barrel," by the Right Rev'nd Smiley Smails
 

Bewitch you a hairy criss cross
Bewitch you a hairy criss cross
Bewitch you a hairy criss cross
And a warm ginger beer

I won't grow until I get some
I won't grow until I get some
I won't grow until I get some
I'm the third Musketeer

The tide brings a shoe
Up under the pier
The bride sings of mishmash
At the Cannes film premiere

We'll dish you some cherry couscous
We'll dish you some cherry couscous
We'll dish you some cherry couscous
If you'll grab me right here

And that ain't alllllllllllllllll... :p

You may either join in and not suht up or suht up and not say anything about how snake had nothing better to do on 7th December 2005.

Come they told me, don't sit on your bum
There's stuff to eat out here, and egg nog with rum
We've got great plum pudding; you'll surely want some
You've nothing else to do, so why don't you come
Put down that drum
Don't look so glum
We're singing carols soon, but you can just hum

This is a little different but enjoy!

Christmas Carols For the Psycholologically Challenged

"Do You Hear What I Hear?" SCHIZOPHRENIC

"Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me!" NARCISSISTIC

"Santa Claus is Coming to Get Me!" PARANOID

"Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Town and Cars and Busses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants... " MANIC

You forgot
"Come all ye faithful over my tits" - NYMPHOMANIAC