Dirty Christmas Carols Jokes
Dirty Christmas Carols
(to jingle bells)
Jingle Bells
Batman Smells
Robin Laid an Egg
The Batmobile Lost a Wheel
And Joker got away
Jingle Bells
Batman Smells
Robin Laid an Egg
The Batmobile Lost a Wheel
And Joker got away
Jingle Bells
Batman Smells
Robin Laid an Egg
The Batmobile Lost a Wheel
And Jo-ker got away
[instrumental cymbals, pounding & stuff]
THE JOKER GOT AWAY!
THE JOKER GOT AWAY!
(to Twelve Days Of Christmas)
On the first pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Destruction with only one knee.
On the second pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only own knee.
On the third pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the fourth pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the fifth pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the sixth pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Six punch a-hitting,
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the seventh pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Seven teeth a-spitting,
Six punch a-hitting,
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the eighth pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Eight tears a-sulking,
Seven teeth a-spitting,
Six punch a-hitting,
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the ninth pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Nine combat kickings,
Eight tears a-sulking,
Seven teeth a-spitting,
Six punch a-hitting,
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the tenth pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Ten guns a-shooting,
Nine combat kickings,
Eight tears a-sulking,
Seven teeth a-spitting,
Six punch a-hitting,
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the eleventh pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Eleven skulls a-cracking,
Ten guns a-shooting,
Nine combat kickings,
Eight tears a-sulking,
Seven teeth a-spitting,
Six punch a-hitting,
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee.
On the twelfth pain of Christmas,
Chuck Norris sent to me
Twelve bodies crushing,
Eleven skulls a-cracking,
Ten guns a-shooting,
Nine combat kickings,
Eight tears a-sulking,
Seven teeth a-spitting,
Six punch a-hitting,
Five painful swings,
Four dying herds,
Three dead men,
Two knuckle shoves,
And destruction with only one knee!
(to twas the night before christmas)
'Twas the morning of Christmas: all hell had broke loose
Little Tommy was bawling and screaming abuse
The stockings were flung cross the room with great force
That bastard St. Nick'las had screwed up.of course!
The iPod expected was not to be found
The Xbox 360? 'Twas nowhere around
A present lay open, but he couldn't look
For it was (Tommy dry-heaved)A DUMB FREAKIN' BOOK!
With writing and binding, and an index and pages
Tommy yelled, "What the F? Is this the middle ages?
I can't even pawn it for favours or cash"
And so, with a flourish, it went in the trash
Composure returnedtwenty eight gifts to go!
Tommy tore at a box like a smack-addled ho
He shrieked, closed his eyes (and his pants he did wet)
What a blood-curdling sight'twas a JUNIOR PAINT SET!
With a mouth dry of s'liva, and a tum full of sick
Tom thought hard about pistol-whipping St. Nick
Or finding his sleigh and "adjusting" the brakes
And to finisha dinner of fine reindeer steaks!
No cellphone! No Nikes! No Eminem CD!
A sweater! Some mittens! A jacket, so tweedy!
Tommy climbed on the roof and he started to shout
"Hey Santa Claus! Santa Claus! SORT THIS S*** OUT!"
"I've done all my homework the best that I can,
Only ONCE did a Fedex my sis to Japan
The cat didn't need BOTH its ears, I surmised,
So the crappiness of these gifts has me surprised!"
"I made me a list and I checked it ten times
Created a website and put it online
Twenty billboards were hired; a sky-writer or three
Even Leno gave me a quick plug on TV"
So began Tommy's mad anti-Santa tirade
"When I'm eighteen, an ant-farm won't help me get laid!
I really must ask, Santawhat kind of d**k,
When I ask for a skateboard, brings a Pogo Stick?"
"I thought you were cleverI thought you were funky
But now, I'd have more confidence in a monkey!
You've got a weight problem; your dress sense is wack
And the beard makes you look like a vagrant on crack"
"You live in an igloo, and hang out with elves
Who I'd guess (by their smiles) like to pleasure themselves
I've had it with Christmas, so next year I'm gonna
Change my name to Bandahook up with Madonna!"
In the midst of his rant, Tommy boy heard a sound
And a nicotine-stained, sweaty hand turned him round
Kris Kringle stood there, and with whisky-dulled slur
He bellowed "You nasty, ungrateful young CUR!"
"You think I enjoy all these hours of graft?
And squeezing my huge ass down some chimney shaft?
I'm tired and cranky, you arrogant pup
So, if you'd be so kind.JUST SHUT THE F*** UP!"
He sprang to his sleigh with a leap that was so swift
And took off, burying little Tom in a snowdrift
And we heard him exclaim, as a big grin he flashed
"Happy Kwanzaa to allnow, I'm off to get TRASHED!!"
(to Have a holly jolly Christmas)
Have a hottie naughty Christmas!
It's the breast time of the year!
Lotsa "elves",
With lovely shelves,
And red-furred white-trimmed rears!
Have a hottie naughty Christmas!
And when you walk down the street
Say hello,
To girls who show,
Their reindeer-rumps so sweet!
Oh, ho!
Your missile-toe!
Hung where she can see!
Some hottie waits for you -
Kisses, from her knees!
Have a hottie naughty Christmas!
Ev'ry Star Trek geek'll cheer -
"Oh my Scotty, beam me up a naughty Christmas, this year!"
Have a hottie naughty Christmas!
It's the breast time of the year!
The egg-nog
From your yule-log
Will fill her cup with cheer!
Have a hottie naughty Christmas!
And when your girl trims your tree
Stand below,
Her ladder,
So,
Her balsam fir you'll see!
Oh, ho!
Her Camel-Toe!
Wondrous woman's Vee!
Her stocking waits for you -
Stuff it, once for me!
Have a hottie naughty Christmas!
With a case or two of beer -
Get her blotty!
Have a hottie naughty
Christmas,
This year!
(to jingle bells)
Pulling down her pants
Yanking off my own
underneath the mistletoe
I'll make your sister moan.
Your sisters hot! Your sisters hot and we'll go all the way!
(I wish you a Merry Christmas)
I wish I could see her naked
I wish I could see her naked
I wish I could see her naked
and down on all fours!
(Hannakuh song)
You Have a little sister, she gets hotter everyday
And if I ever meet her with her boobies I will play
Sister, Sister, Sister, Sister
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