Post your BBV Christmas Carols/poems

[nolanfan34]

With Christmas on the way I thought it was appropriate to celebrate the season with some custom BBV Christmas songs/stories. BBV, what say you? I know you will do better than this so gogogogogogogogogogo...


'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through BBV
Not a poster was busto, not even HIV;
Ivey, aba and Luigi were were rebluffing with air,
With hopes that Mike Matusow soon would be there;

And PokerBob, nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of Schneids at C'Bury danced in his head;
And durrr in holla mansion, and Raptor in his Jeep,
Had settled down to 8-table - those motherf#@$@ never sleep,

When out on the home page there arose such a clatter,
Gildwulf sprang to the forum to see what was the matter.
Away to BBV this mod flew like a flash,
Assuming the crappy forum software doesn't first crash.

The hue of the page showed off all the new posts
Gave the lustre of traffic compared to tl;dr below,
When, what to Gild's wondering eyes should appear,
But a slew of new posts - and a sign busto is near,
With a well worn known author - yes it had to be him,
Gild knew in a moment it must be St. Grim.

More rapid than Thread Cat his haters they came,
He lol-amented, and 10k fight yo’ed, and called them by name;
"Now, Yvessaint! now, kiki! now, Dan Bright you bitch!
On, Pennpal! on Ding Dong! HYCHACHA, goddamn son of a Tuff Fish!

HU on Full Tilt? 6-max on Stars!
Let's just flip PF - Whoops I didn't get good cards.
As the nuts AQ loses PF and JJ does too,
St. Grim heads to BBV to deliver the news,
So upping his post count his busto posts flew,
"But oh, by the way, I offer coaching for you."

And then, in a twinkling, Gild read each of the posts,
The lol-ing, the bad beats, so much greater than most.
As Gild drew mouse in hand, and was ready to ban,
He read more Grim posts – now forever a fan.

He posted his setup, and his pic in a mirror,
It made a homeless person look like they’ve been on a heater;
Oh Holy Raptor Christ would you look at that face?
Poor fool looks like he got sprayed with some strong acne mace!

His eyes – shot from sessions of tilted bankroll chasing!
Or maybe from a Nath-like binge of free-basing!
That wife-beater, torn, like the ho’s of D-Sklansky!
Dude has fewer skills than kids watching Tom Emanski,

An old wheel mouse clenched in his dirty hand,
And he opened up tables as he made his ROBUSTO plan;
He went with a short stack and sat at high stakes,
Luckboxed his way up, to even EM2’s place.

You just had to laugh, a right jolly poker elf,
And Gild laughed at Grim’s posts, in spite of himself;
A few winning sessions now bloating his head,
Soon let Gild know he had nothing to dread;

He’ll never stop being BBV’s favorite poster,
Just too much comedy in his bankroll lollercoaster,
St. Grim laid his mouse down for a much needed break,
“Ah screw it, f-you guys I’ll post in High Stakes”;

“They’ll believe my stories, they’ll appreciate my moves”,
“I know I’m a winner, being busto’s old news.”
But Gild quickly exclaimed, as he questioned this ruse ,
"Happy Christmas, St. Grim, “BUT HOW MUCH DID YOU LOSE?"

[Sk00l4m3nts]

NH

[His Boy Elroy]

awesome

[Messiahkid]

Great, the freestyle in the BBV song thread was the best though.

[ALReturnsLOL]

this is good.

[nolanfan34]

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Great, the freestyle in the BBV song thread was the best though.

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Yes, I'm somewhat out of touch even with the latest BBV happenings, but I know some creative people should chime in here!

[Eulysses]

ZOMG ... BBV redeemed yet again. VNH SIR. I literally loled at [ QUOTE ]
More rapid than Thread Cat his haters they came,
He lol-amented, and 10k fight yo’ed, and called them by name;
"Now, Yvessaint! now, kiki! now, Dan Bright you bitch!
On, Pennpal! on Ding Dong! HYCHACHA, goddamn son of a Tuff Fish!

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[nolanfan34]

One bump for the day crowd, I thought someone could do something good with Jingle Bells at least.

[Gildwulf]

awesome post

[DING-DONG YO]

thanks for the bump. You need to learn ninja bump style. I will teach you my son.

And vn indeed.