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Hey guys! So since it's just one day to Christmas I figured we could all get into the Christmassy Spirit by sharing our favorite Christmas songs. This one's mine, what's all yours? 

 

Nice to see someone else interested in Gaelic music. The pogues are a pretty decent band.

Nice  :)

Why is no one else saying their favorite Christmassy songs? 

Don't have one. :)

Nor do I, not a fan of Christmas carols.

I guess mine is 'Oh Holy Night' belted out opera style  =)

Also An Old City Bar by TSO and anything in Polar Express

Yey! I love Christmas Carol ^_^

The lack of songs is dishearten so I am adding a few.

 

 

Me too! These are a couple of my other favorites ^_^

 

Celebrating the birth of Christ:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1A3i0GATnRI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQYf7Hbea6k

Celebrating christ-"mass" shopping:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QK8mJJJvaes

Celebrating the overly expensive bells you hear across the city:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9GtPX6c_kg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vNcGlM8O3I

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgVi2gpEFlI

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle all the way, santa clause is coming along riding on his christmas sledge. THAT'S A CLASSIC...

What the fuck?  No, no...

That didn't even go in rhythm.

Christmasss, christmasss, christmas is here, beat swiftstryker till, he becomes a bear. ALWAYS A CLASSIC...

Don't you mean: "Jingle bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way, oh what fun it is to ride on a one-horse open sleigh..."

When was there ever a Santa with a sledge?

The once was however a penguin with a sledge...

OH GOD, PLEASE DON'T STRIKE ME. NO!

Penguins are short. Just make sure you're wearing steel-toed boots and you should be fine  ;)

If I had my mustache back... You would not dare utter those words in fear of retribution.

I could let you borrow my 'clip-on' , but it will cost you $50  (and I want it dry-cleaned afterwards)     ^_^

How about $15?

Sold!   '''~~~( - )~~~'''

How long do I have to wait for it until it arrives in the mail? I hope the mail is working during Christmas.

I'll just email it to ya  

Nice. I dont have a 3D printer though....

Did your mustache ditch you?

Oh, man - it's a hilarious story hehe!

It died defending me from evil tentacles..... 

Ah, did I miss the mustache's funeral?

The 'body' was never recovered...

The funeral is set to take place on December 32nd. Hope all of you can make it. 

Does that mean it takes place on January 1st?

Nope, that's the wrong day. December 32nd is the set day, and if anyone misses it I'll murder them.

Then we all better dig out our graves now

Why? Is my mustache not important enough for you? HuH? 

Even without his mustache, Aman sure know how to derail a thread  ^_^

I have a warning on my user page. Though it hasn't been as common As when Sabley was here. 

 

*cowards behind the Christmas Tree* Bu...But Sir Holy Aman, don't you

know that December 32nd does not exist?

Did you think that such an excuse can absolve you from mourning my mustache! My mustache was sacred, and I expect people to go beyond the realm of possibility for it. 

Hmm... sound reasonable enough to me...

But Aman, sir, you're the only one with such power, such influence, to change the calendar for your whims and desires. 

It is certantly not a whim, Mbrock, it is essential for a facial hair like my mustache. And thus, even though normally, you pitiful beings without amaizing mustaches can not change the rules of the universe, it is expected of you.

Ah! Sir Aman, isn't that your mustache?! He sure looks alive to me....did you guys lie to me about his death?  

Where did you find this man? I think I would like a talk with him.

He wa...He was at the BARBER SHOP!

AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I need to get to him quickly! He stole that mustache from me!

My christmas song (still a work in progress):

 

 

Oh Christmas Tree.

Oh Christmas Tree,

We coward behind thee.

We are terrified of Aman

The mustache-less man.

 

Oh Christmas Tree,

Oh Christmas Tree,

We are fearful of his anger

That goes beyond the act of vulgar

Of flipping one's middle finger.

 

Oh Christmas Tree,

Oh Chrstiams Tree,

You protect us

From Aman's lust

For blood of the one

Whose actions consist of thus:

The kidnapping of the Holy Mustache

And the attempted murder of said mustache.

Wonderful, my humble servant.

I please you, Sir? No whippings for me, your humble servant?

Not yet. But I expect an orchestra playing this wondrous theme for me.

Done! beep, bop, bipee, beep, bop, bop bipee, beep. Hello, Trans-Siberian Orchestra?.......Yes, I can hold........5 minutes.........10 minutes.........15 minutes.......30 minutes.........Get your freekin a..........Oh, hi Paul O'Neil........Well, you see, Sir Aman wants you to play a son........WHAT! But my life depends on it!.........You don't care about my life, you say? Well then, guess you won't mind if I tell the world about your dance with the presidents daug....Oh thank you for your coperation. Have a good day, Sir.

Sir Aman, Trans-Siberian Orchestra will be here on December 32nd for the funeral.

Perfect. I am quite pleased.

I’ll show you all! They don’t call me “Rodgers and Hammerstein Penguin” for nothing…

They call you gossip penguin. For a big reason.

Sung to the tune of “Silent Night, Holy Night” (one of Aman's favorites, 'casus he's Jewish. Just like Jesus. Oh, wait...)

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round glorious mustache on Aman’s face
Holy facial hair of amazing grace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night!
Peasants quake, at the sight
Macho mustache-io puts others to shame
Heavenly hosts wish they could all look the same!
A mustache legend is born
A mustache legend is born

Silent night, holy night
Burly ‘stache, feels just right
Mustache of Gods, it glows golden light
Fleas and ticks are filled with its fright!
El-Mustachio rules
El-Mustachio, rules

(And then a tentacle comes along and rips it off).

Ah, but I got Trans-Siberian Orchestral singing my song. All you got is your fat beak bellowing out your song.

Oh, I don't sing my songs. I sell them for filthy lucre. And the filthier the better  =)

Like you sold Aman's Mustache to what's-his-name dude?

Sir Aman, I am afraid BerkaZerka tricked you into thinking your mustache is dead. the Evil Tentacle monster is BZ's pet Tenti. He specifically order Tenti to eat your mustache  (w/o chewing, of course) and to later puke the mustache out alive. 

That's possible! Get searching Mbrock! We have some tentacle monsters to kill. Just need to get out of that damn mansion....

Uh sir, I don't even know what mansion we are in...BerkaZerka must have hit me on the head, causing me to get amnesia....

Dont worry about that part Mbrock. I expect us to get out of our predicament in about 4 turns at most.

I trust you, the bringer of mustache heaven

I had to search up that word to understand what you said. originally I thought you meant liquor. Anyways, I don't need money grabbers in my mustache kingdom. LOCK HIM UP!!!!

PLLLLRRRRBBBBB!

*now you have penguin juice on you.

* runs away and hides behind Tenti, the Tentacle Monster...

Oh god.... This Christmas has been the worse one so far! Now I need a shower! Can't have the body of the bringer of mustache heaven having penguin juice on himself.

Sir, you look just as handsome with the penguin go on you than w/o

Thank you Mbrock. But unfortunately, this will start stinking quickly.

No worry Sir, I've already called the Suishi master chef. We should be out of this mansion before the goo starts stinking.

Perfect.

His specialty is penguins and monsters with tentacles

AHH, that sounds wonderful. I love sushi.

I hear that Penguin spit is a natural antiseptic.

That could be useful. Hmm, I think that this event will help me in a great way.

Don't forget, Sir Aman, he kidnapped your holy mustache....

And I think the smell of fish-breath suites you just fine. I really don't see what all the fuss it...

Fish? I hate fish! DIE FISHY PENGUIN!!!!!!!!

* Skips town with Aman's Credit Cards....

Motherfucking penguin! I dont even have credit cards and he skips town! 

Meow! I am the Cat Chief, but you may call me CC! I hear you would like me to slice up some sushi. *CC is polishing his claws to purrfection*

Get that penguin who just ran with some fictional credit cards.

Sushi ran away? No worry, mustache-less man, I am the mentor of Puss-in-Boots. I shall track down the sushi as if my 9-lives depended upon it!

CC then precedes to follow the trail of penguin goo

Hiss! I found Penguin! Now face my purrfect claws!

Phew! It's moments exactly like this, that make me glad to have invested in a 'body double'!

I almost feel sorry for poor Plushie Pete!

Hey, CC, that's not BZ. C.C. continues to play with plushie. Stop messing with that stupid plushie and hunt down BZ! C.C. continues to play with plushie.I did not hire you to play around! If you don't get your act straight, forget about getting paid! C.C. responds. "I already have my pay." and walks away with the plushie. I mumble, "stupid cat," and do what I should have done it the first place: hunt down BZ myself. "Alright, BZ, where are you? If you come out with your hands up, I swear I will not harm you." I then continue to hide my bazooka behind my back.

*Reads the posts and facepalms like so ===> (-_(\ 

Aman, why?