Merry Christmas, Sacred Time Greetings, and Compliments of the Season from The Chaosium

[MOB]

 

To all members of the tribe, our heartfelt thanks for your support this year.

We wish you the compliments of the season, and all the best for 2020! 

– from the Chaosium team:

Steve, Sandy, Dustin, Nick, Mike, Rick, Jeff, Neil, MOB, Todd, Raja, Jason, Susan, Ian, James, Lynne, Kalin, Jamie, David S, Andrew, David L, John, Julia, David N, and Michal.

'Nyarla-ho-ho-hotep' art by the late, great Gahan Wilson, who passed earlier this year.

[Bill the barbarian]

On 12/24/2019 at 5:04 AM, MOB said:

We wish you the compliments of the season, and all the best for 2020! 

 

Tnamks MOB! You too!I

have just heard my fave Xmas tune. “You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch" now I can get into the season!

And to help spread that cheer in the spirit of the OP might I suggest you gather the whole family in front of the tree or on the neighbours porch bright and early tomorrow morning with the following lyrics all printed and ready for singing.

Happy carolling!

[Verse 1]
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!

[Verse 2]
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders, you've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!

[Verse 3]
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile!

[Verse 4]
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You're a nasty-wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
"Stink, stank, stunk!"

[Verse 5]
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots!
 

[Verse 6]
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super "naus"!
You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

 

Doest that make you warm all over, hmm?

Cheers!

Edited December 26, 2019 by Bill the barbarian