Twas the night before another night, when all through Tank's apartment
Creatures were stirring, prbly a mouse.
The computers were lined against the wall with care,
In hopes that the lan party soon would be there.
The SnK's were all at their jobs,
While visions of shooting people popped in their heads.
And Tank in his week olds clothes and Google in his,
Had just settled into their chairs for the long night ahead.
When out in the driveway the rest arrived,
With our Monsters and redbulls and beer like high life.
Away to the desk we flew like a flash,
Turned on the screen and the games began
Googleit said "let's play urban terror" it is quite addictive
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
1up clan fun server oh how wonderful and dear
...except getting destroyed by thejuggernaut and shans
anyways....Thanks Tank, Google, Coffee, and Quake.
and I give up on the night before Christmas whatever!