* [H]omer fired off this tart reply: > ,------------------. >|The Christmas Song| > `------------------' > > Flatfish roasting on an open fire, > He'll no more be snipping on your prose. > His farewell litany is sung by a choir, > Of goons dressed up like hairy Trolls. > > Everybody knows that flatty was a puppet show, > Always trying to start a fight. > The asylum wardens who let him go, > Will find it hard to sleep tonight. > > They know a memo is on it's way; > Ballmer's cutting off their pay. > The cash will help release SP1 by July, > To see if pigs really can fly. > > And so I'm offering this simple phrase, > To Trolls from one to ninety-two, > Although its been said many times, many ways, > Merry Christmas? Screw you. Here, [H]omer, *hic* have some more rum in yer eggnog... <gurgle gurgle gurgle> Mewwy Chwishmish! *hic* -- I'm screaming at a white werewolf!