Twas the Night Before

Day 1,860, 20:27 • Published in Pakistan United Kingdom • by Dishmcds
Taking a short break in Tears if Silence in honour of the dirty capitalist holiday, Dio style. Hope you enjoy it.



Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the tent, not a creature was oinking, not even for advent. As I lay on my sand, to dream of FIST, Dio came to my tent, and gave me a list.

Stop wanking you fairy, he said with his might, it's time to slay those snow devils, and get Pakistan out of this plight. I return from my silence and see my palace in ruin, and all of the Pakis don't know what they are doing. Teach them my way, bring this back from the dead, or I will call onto Weeyak to put a bullet in your head.

Not one to argue with the Lord, to risk the fate of dear prophet, I step out of my tent and open up my small locket. Light shone onto all as I walked through our camp, I sat near the table and lit up the lamp. As I wrote the next chapter and our goals as he had spoke, Alex came into the circle wearing nothing but his rope.



Put some clothes on you fgt, as we all laughed with glee, we must go ruin Christmas and capitalists with ease. As they flocked to the holy land to help in our fight, Dio exclaimed to all Merry Christmas you fgts, and to all a good night.



Hugs and Kisses,
Just Another Guy