SNSUN Posted 25 December, 2008 Posted 25 December, 2008 Twas the night before christmas and all through the 'van, not a creature was stirring, not even a man. When she woke with a start with a bang on the roof, was it pikeys or raiders, did it sound like a hoof? Up she jumped with a start, had her straightners at arm, with intent to do pikeys some serious harm. All at once with a bang did Pompeylass jump, hit her head on the ceiling, an almighty thump. Not a chimney in sight did poor pompeylass have, she could blame only fortune,and her mum and her dad. She burst out of the door and recieved such a fright, a tramp and his doberman were after a fight. 'Bugger off' said miss p-lass, 'i'm waiting for claus', as she fought off the enemy doberman's claws. 'Let me in' said the tramp with a voice o so faint, 'and i'll tell you why skates are much better than saints'. But Miss P-Lass did mumble with words so unclear, it seemed like the tramp had offended her ear. 'I cannot believe that you called my team Skates, i will beat you and slap you and tell all my mates'. All at once did the tramp and doberman flee, little known to Miss P-Lass that it was Scotty! The moral of this story? I think that it's clear. Better to be a Saints fan that a Skate, my dear. Copyright owned by Woolworths.
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