Post by J'st-Peat on Nov 24, 2005 12:10:34 GMT -5
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the ship
All that could be heard was Fusion cutters going ::snip snip:
The Jumpsuits where stowed in the lockers with care
While the smell of fresh blood danced in the air.
Little Boba was nestled all snug in his bed
While visions of roasted ewok danced in his head
And Jango was working on Re-Strapping his Pack
While his eyes grew tried thinking of Hoth’s nap
When outside the ship there came such a clatter,
Jango drew his blaster to see what was the matter
Away to landing ramp he flew in a flash
Sneaking round the corner for looking for a jedi to smash
The Rain on Kamino had turned into Snow
Giving way to footprints which Jango was careful to not show
When to his eyes what should appear
Some one sneaking round the slave-1 to the rear
With his blaster drawn he was lively and quick
In a moment he realized it might be saint Nick
An Ion Cannon Fired in his head
He thought about things he'd shot this year dead!
“Now Jedi. And clones
But no hot tweylek Dancers.
On Naboo I’ve killed Gungan traders
While on Tattooine I’ve shot Tusken Raiders."
Then he thought...
"To the top of the ship
To the rear aft
I must go now,
I must not dash.”
As the snow falling picked up in the sky
Something wild glistened I wild inside Jango’s eyes
To the aft of the ship the Bounty hunter he flew
With a bag booty, Santa was there too.
He was dressed in red, from his head to his foot
While Jango’s jumpsuit was covered in blaster soot
He wished he had his something strapped to his to back
When he thought to himself, “d**n I left my Jetpack.”
His eyes he now focused. His prey was too Merry.
He was going to blow a whole in Santa as big as a cherry!
His shot was clear and easy to show.
While his silver helmet was covered in snow.
His armor swelled tight around his Belly
HE thought to himself he would turn Santa into Christmas Jelly!
He was a bad boy he thought to himself
When he snickered and said, “I’ll shoot that big Elf!”
Jango gripped his blaster and to his feet he arose.
He took aim at that jolly bastard’s red nose!
Jango spoke not a word as he went to his work
Snap Snap, his blaster shot with a jerk.
And he jumped from the slave one into a crouched pose
And giving a nod he to his feet he arose.
He stood up and whistled with glee
While standing atop his prey Santa’s raindeer did flee
He thought to himself as they flew out of sight.
“Merry Christmas to me and Boba Good night!”
HAHAHA I have too much time on my hands sometimes
All that could be heard was Fusion cutters going ::snip snip:
The Jumpsuits where stowed in the lockers with care
While the smell of fresh blood danced in the air.
Little Boba was nestled all snug in his bed
While visions of roasted ewok danced in his head
And Jango was working on Re-Strapping his Pack
While his eyes grew tried thinking of Hoth’s nap
When outside the ship there came such a clatter,
Jango drew his blaster to see what was the matter
Away to landing ramp he flew in a flash
Sneaking round the corner for looking for a jedi to smash
The Rain on Kamino had turned into Snow
Giving way to footprints which Jango was careful to not show
When to his eyes what should appear
Some one sneaking round the slave-1 to the rear
With his blaster drawn he was lively and quick
In a moment he realized it might be saint Nick
An Ion Cannon Fired in his head
He thought about things he'd shot this year dead!
“Now Jedi. And clones
But no hot tweylek Dancers.
On Naboo I’ve killed Gungan traders
While on Tattooine I’ve shot Tusken Raiders."
Then he thought...
"To the top of the ship
To the rear aft
I must go now,
I must not dash.”
As the snow falling picked up in the sky
Something wild glistened I wild inside Jango’s eyes
To the aft of the ship the Bounty hunter he flew
With a bag booty, Santa was there too.
He was dressed in red, from his head to his foot
While Jango’s jumpsuit was covered in blaster soot
He wished he had his something strapped to his to back
When he thought to himself, “d**n I left my Jetpack.”
His eyes he now focused. His prey was too Merry.
He was going to blow a whole in Santa as big as a cherry!
His shot was clear and easy to show.
While his silver helmet was covered in snow.
His armor swelled tight around his Belly
HE thought to himself he would turn Santa into Christmas Jelly!
He was a bad boy he thought to himself
When he snickered and said, “I’ll shoot that big Elf!”
Jango gripped his blaster and to his feet he arose.
He took aim at that jolly bastard’s red nose!
Jango spoke not a word as he went to his work
Snap Snap, his blaster shot with a jerk.
And he jumped from the slave one into a crouched pose
And giving a nod he to his feet he arose.
He stood up and whistled with glee
While standing atop his prey Santa’s raindeer did flee
He thought to himself as they flew out of sight.
“Merry Christmas to me and Boba Good night!”
HAHAHA I have too much time on my hands sometimes
;D