He filled all our stockings With pretzels and beer, And a big rubber dick For my brother, The Queer. He rose up the chimney With a thunderous fart, The son of a bitch Blew the chimney apart. He swore and he cursed As he rode out of sight, Piss on you all And have a hell of a night. -- posted by Kim R Fewings (ulkrf (at)4some.xyz). Twas the night before christmas and all through the house, everybody was stoned, even a mouse. The stockings were stuffed with pretzels and beer, and a big rubber dick for my brother the queer. The children were wrestling quietly in bed, with sexy visions of masterbating in their .