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Twas the night before Christmas...
Posted by Red Squirrel on December 18th 2004

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house No PC was whirring; no keyboard, no mouse. The CDís were stacked on the table with care, In hopes that a new game would soon be there.

The geeks were all nestled all snug in their beds, With visions of severing clean Zombieís heads. G-Manís words echoed during their nap, after blood and guts splattering into their lap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I readied the crowbar with intent to batter, Away to the window I flew like a flash, When a sniper let loose and the window did smash.

The moon lit the beast, who had been laid low, Cried out with a squeal and jumped up from below, A headcrab leaped at me, it now was so clear, A minature foe, which froze me with fear.

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