my life at christmas

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
A large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the third day of Chrismas my true love sent to me:
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Six more years of The War on Terror
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Seven more gifts to buy
Six more years of the The War on Terror
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
An eight hour miniseries
Seven more gifts to buy
Six more years of The War on Terror
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Nine toys I cannot find
An eight hour miniseries
Seven more gifts to buy
Six more years of The War on Terror
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Ten kids at a birthday party
Nine toys I cannot find
An eight hour miniseries
Seven more gifts to buy
Six more years of The War on Terror
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Eleven inch base at Winter Park
Ten kids at a birthday party
Nine toys I cannot find
An eight hour miniseries
Seven more gifts to buy
Six more years of The War on Terror
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series finished
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Twelve more years to save for university, twe-lve more years to save for universi-teee... twelve more years to save for uni-vers-ity.

Eleven inch base at Winter Park
Ten kids at a birthday party
Nine toys I cannot find
An eight hour miniseries
Seven more gifts to buy
Six more years of The War on Terror
Five Dead Marines
Fourth book of the series done
Three notes of rejection
Two barfing children
and a large glass of Bushmills, neeeat.





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