CHRISTMAS IS ONLY
IT'S COMEING FAST OK I HAVE AN IDEA THIS THREAD IS TO TALK ABOUT YOU FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIES FAVORITE CHRISTMAS PRESENT ALL ABOUT CHRISTMAS
Twas the Night
Conversation Gift of Magi
Gold & Myrrh
Reason for Season Susie's Letter
'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;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds.
While visions of sugar-plums danced through their heads;
And Mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap - When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter;
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash,
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of midday to objects below;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be SAINT NICK.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer!
Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid!
On, Donder and Blitzen!"
To the top of the porch!
to the top of the wall!
Now, dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With a sleigh full of toys and ST. NICHOLAS too!
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,
The prancing and pawing
of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head,
and was turning around
Down the chimney ST. NICHOLAS came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur,
from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all
tarnished with ashes and soot!
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack;
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face,
and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laugh'd,
like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump;
a right jolly old elf;
And I laughed, when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings-then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew, like the down off a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!"
"Music does not create in the heart what was not already there"
Okay, considering the threads topic and that this IS a horror related site, my fave X-mas m,ovies are
Silent Night Deadly Night and Jack Frost (killer snowman one, not the Michael Keaton im a friendly litlle fru fru man with a button nose bullshit)
and my fave gift is my Jason Vorhees snow globe complete with counselors in a row boat and blood red glitter instead of snow
no offence or anything but this forum is pretty lame considering halloween is over and all we talk about is halloween shit