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i saw this posted at rippedmass.com it was funny so i brought it here, if it was already posted here woooopppsss....
here it is:
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHIRSTMAS WHEN ALL THROUGH THE GYM
NOT A MEMBER WAS BENCHING, NOT EVEN OLD SLIM
THE AMPULES WERE HUNG BY THE LOCKERS WITH CARE
IN HOPES THAT ST ANABOLIC WOULD FILL THEM UP THERE
THE GUYS WERE ALL RESTING AGAINST THE HACK SQUAT SLED
WHILE VISIONS OF DIANABOL DANCED IN THEIR HEADS
MY OLD LADY IN SPANDEX AND ME IN MY CAP
HAD SETTLED OUR ASSES FOR THE EVENINGTIME CRAP
WHEN OUT IN THE PARKING LOT THERE AROSE SUCH A CLATTER
I SQUEEZED OUT TWO TURDS TO GO SEE WHAT WAS THE MATTER
WHEN WHAT DO MY WONDERING EYES SHOULD APPEAR
BUT A GIANT SLEIGH AND EIGHT JUICED UP REINDEER
WITH A GIGANTIC DRIVER SO MASSIVE AND THICK
I KNEW IN MOMENT IT MUST BE ST ANABOLIC
MORE RAPID THEN EAGLES THE COURSERS THEN CAME
HE WHISTLED AND SHOUTED AND CALLED THEM BY NAME
ON DECA, ON DBOL, ON TEST AND FINNY
ON EQ, AND PRIMO, ON CLOMID AND WINNY
TO THE TOP OF THE PORCH TO THE TOP OF THE WALL
NOW DASH AWAY DASH AWAY DASH AWAY ALL
LIKE DRY SKIN BEFORE THE SUSTANON FLYS
WHEN YOUR BALLS SHUT DOWN CLOMID BRINGS THEM ON LINE
TO THE TOP OF THE HOUSETOP THE COURSERS THEY FLEW
WITH A SLEIGH FULL OF GEAR AND ST ANABOLIC TOO
AND THEN IN A TWINGLING I HEARD ON THE ROOF THE BANGING AND SMACKING OF EACH MASSIVE HOOF
AS I PULLED UP MY PANTS AND WAS TURING AROUND
ST ANABOLIC CAME IN AND THREW THE DOOR DOWN
HE WAS DRESSED ALL IN RAYON FROM HIS FOOT TO HIS HEAD
AND HIS CLOTHS WERE ALL DIRTY FROM HIS FUCKED UP OLD SLED
A BUNDLE OF GEAR HE HAD THROWN ON HIS BACK
HE LOOKED LIKE COLEMAN JUST STARTING HIS STACK
HIS EYES WERE ALL BLOODSHOT, HIS PIMPLES HOW MERRY, HIS CHEEKS WERE ALL PUFFY AND HIS NOSE LIKE A CHERRY
HIS GAPPED TEETH WERE ALL IN A ROW
AND HIS FOREHEAD AND ELBOWS HAD STARTED TO GROW
THE STUMP OF A BLUNT HE HELD TIGHT IN HIS TEETH
THE SMOKE IT ENCIRCLED HIS HEAD LIKE A WREATH
HE HAD A MOON FACE AND A DIANABOL BELLY
THAT SHOOK WHEN HE LAUGHED LIKE A BOWFULL OF JELLY
HE WAS MASSIVE AND THICK, A FUCKED UP LOOKING ELF
AND I LAUGHED WHEN I SAW HIM IN SPITE OF MYSELF
WITH A WINK OF HIS EYE AND A TWIST OF HIS HEAD
SOON HE GAVE ME TO KNOW THAT THERE WONT BE NO FEDS.
HE SPOKE NOT A WORD BUT WENT STRAIGHT TO HIS WORK
AND FILLED ALL THE AMPULES AND TURNED WITH A JERK
LAYING A FINGER ASIDE OF HIS NOSE
HE SHOT A SNOT ROCKET ON MY NEW CHRISTMAS CLOTHS!
HE SPRANG TO HIS SLEIGH AND TO HIS TEAM GAVE A WHISTLE
AND I SAW HIM TAKE A HANDFULL OF MILK THISTLE
BUT I HEARD HIM YELL AS HE RODE OUT OF SITE
HAPPY JUICING TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT
here it is:
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHIRSTMAS WHEN ALL THROUGH THE GYM
NOT A MEMBER WAS BENCHING, NOT EVEN OLD SLIM
THE AMPULES WERE HUNG BY THE LOCKERS WITH CARE
IN HOPES THAT ST ANABOLIC WOULD FILL THEM UP THERE
THE GUYS WERE ALL RESTING AGAINST THE HACK SQUAT SLED
WHILE VISIONS OF DIANABOL DANCED IN THEIR HEADS
MY OLD LADY IN SPANDEX AND ME IN MY CAP
HAD SETTLED OUR ASSES FOR THE EVENINGTIME CRAP
WHEN OUT IN THE PARKING LOT THERE AROSE SUCH A CLATTER
I SQUEEZED OUT TWO TURDS TO GO SEE WHAT WAS THE MATTER
WHEN WHAT DO MY WONDERING EYES SHOULD APPEAR
BUT A GIANT SLEIGH AND EIGHT JUICED UP REINDEER
WITH A GIGANTIC DRIVER SO MASSIVE AND THICK
I KNEW IN MOMENT IT MUST BE ST ANABOLIC
MORE RAPID THEN EAGLES THE COURSERS THEN CAME
HE WHISTLED AND SHOUTED AND CALLED THEM BY NAME
ON DECA, ON DBOL, ON TEST AND FINNY
ON EQ, AND PRIMO, ON CLOMID AND WINNY
TO THE TOP OF THE PORCH TO THE TOP OF THE WALL
NOW DASH AWAY DASH AWAY DASH AWAY ALL
LIKE DRY SKIN BEFORE THE SUSTANON FLYS
WHEN YOUR BALLS SHUT DOWN CLOMID BRINGS THEM ON LINE
TO THE TOP OF THE HOUSETOP THE COURSERS THEY FLEW
WITH A SLEIGH FULL OF GEAR AND ST ANABOLIC TOO
AND THEN IN A TWINGLING I HEARD ON THE ROOF THE BANGING AND SMACKING OF EACH MASSIVE HOOF
AS I PULLED UP MY PANTS AND WAS TURING AROUND
ST ANABOLIC CAME IN AND THREW THE DOOR DOWN
HE WAS DRESSED ALL IN RAYON FROM HIS FOOT TO HIS HEAD
AND HIS CLOTHS WERE ALL DIRTY FROM HIS FUCKED UP OLD SLED
A BUNDLE OF GEAR HE HAD THROWN ON HIS BACK
HE LOOKED LIKE COLEMAN JUST STARTING HIS STACK
HIS EYES WERE ALL BLOODSHOT, HIS PIMPLES HOW MERRY, HIS CHEEKS WERE ALL PUFFY AND HIS NOSE LIKE A CHERRY
HIS GAPPED TEETH WERE ALL IN A ROW
AND HIS FOREHEAD AND ELBOWS HAD STARTED TO GROW
THE STUMP OF A BLUNT HE HELD TIGHT IN HIS TEETH
THE SMOKE IT ENCIRCLED HIS HEAD LIKE A WREATH
HE HAD A MOON FACE AND A DIANABOL BELLY
THAT SHOOK WHEN HE LAUGHED LIKE A BOWFULL OF JELLY
HE WAS MASSIVE AND THICK, A FUCKED UP LOOKING ELF
AND I LAUGHED WHEN I SAW HIM IN SPITE OF MYSELF
WITH A WINK OF HIS EYE AND A TWIST OF HIS HEAD
SOON HE GAVE ME TO KNOW THAT THERE WONT BE NO FEDS.
HE SPOKE NOT A WORD BUT WENT STRAIGHT TO HIS WORK
AND FILLED ALL THE AMPULES AND TURNED WITH A JERK
LAYING A FINGER ASIDE OF HIS NOSE
HE SHOT A SNOT ROCKET ON MY NEW CHRISTMAS CLOTHS!
HE SPRANG TO HIS SLEIGH AND TO HIS TEAM GAVE A WHISTLE
AND I SAW HIM TAKE A HANDFULL OF MILK THISTLE
BUT I HEARD HIM YELL AS HE RODE OUT OF SITE
HAPPY JUICING TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT
