Sunday, December 24, 2006

Sharon's twas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.



Ding Dong said...

something very special is peeking out of my stocking this year!

sweeps said...

i heard Sharon now sleeps in her stocking on Christmas
Eve as Grindle once stuffed a funnel spider in it.

Professor Batty said...

...Gleðileg Jól!

d_orlando said...

Sharon's foot fetish is very special.