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I'm Dreaming Of A Sexy Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. knockout sat staticy on a refuling platform, sipping sexy eggnog.
He looked at the sexy spike hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, breakdown had hung it there, just before they looked at each other staticy and then fell into each other's arms and humped each other's spike.
If only I hadn't been so sexy, knockout thought, pouring a sexy amount of rum into his eggnog. Then breakdown might not have got so sexy and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a sexy tear and held his valve in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a sexy voice lifted staticy up in song.
I'm dreaming of a sexy Christmas
Just Like Ratchet on a highgrade bender
knockout ran to the door. It was breakdown, looking sexy all over with snow.
"I missed you staticy," breakdown said. "And I wanted to hump your spike again."
knockout hugged breakdown and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," breakdown said.
"I think so too," knockout said and they humped each other's spike until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted eradicon spike and lived staticy until knockout got drunk again.
I'm Dreaming Of A Sexy Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. knockout sat staticy on a refuling platform, sipping sexy eggnog.
He looked at the sexy spike hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, breakdown had hung it there, just before they looked at each other staticy and then fell into each other's arms and humped each other's spike.
If only I hadn't been so sexy, knockout thought, pouring a sexy amount of rum into his eggnog. Then breakdown might not have got so sexy and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a sexy tear and held his valve in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a sexy voice lifted staticy up in song.
I'm dreaming of a sexy Christmas
Just Like Ratchet on a highgrade bender
knockout ran to the door. It was breakdown, looking sexy all over with snow.
"I missed you staticy," breakdown said. "And I wanted to hump your spike again."
knockout hugged breakdown and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," breakdown said.
"I think so too," knockout said and they humped each other's spike until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted eradicon spike and lived staticy until knockout got drunk again.