'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the plant
Not a creature was stirring, not even that Cheesecake boy Ant;
The pensions were frozen by that old Texas Witch,
In hopes that She soon could buy a new bone for her bitch ;
The stupidvisors were nestled all snug in their beds,
While sounds of “Hello Dum Dum” danced in their heads;
And ‘lil ceasar in his 'Baby Gap PJ’s, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a Blumpkin,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
J-Rat rose from under Tomway’s Desk to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a skunk,
Tore off his panties to dispose of the spunk.
As The goon in the admin building
Gave lies of Coalco and Gasco to everyone below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a dark green pick up, that ran over eight tiny reindeer,
With a drunk old driver, so sloshed and so drunk,
He smelled of Tequila so the scab Mexican Cleaner said Hola,
More rapid than eagles the police cruisers they came,
They were after Dirt Cola!
"Now, Shark Pictures! now, Locker Breakins!
now, stories of porn!
Bring on Layoffs! And firings!
I should have retired, Instead I was fired!
He was dressed all in FR, from his shirt to his socks,
And his clothes were all inside out – cuz he’s dumber than a box of rocks;
His grundle did itch just below his sack,
And he still looked like a scumbag just as he did before his belongings he did pack.
His eyes -- how they looked like glass!
His butcheeks were still rosey from Tomway kissing his Ass!
His foul mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the hair of his head was as white as the snow;
The stump in his pants Brad held tight in his teeth,
And the love juice it globbed around his head like a wreath;
He unloaded on BT’s face and a little on his belly,
They shook hands when he finished and both asked what was smelly?
It was Skeevy - he was stinky, unwashed an all,
I laughed when I saw him; peeking under the stall.
A wink of his eye and a look of bitter,
Soon gave me to know I was busted on the shitter;
I spoke not a word, but went straight back to work,
Grabbed my hardhat; turned and walked away from that jerk,
After laying his finger inside of his nose,
He gave a nod, out the stack he rose;
to his old team The Drunk gave a wave, as He sprang to his old truck
Good bye Dirt Cola ….you Miserable F***!!!!
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!