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If you've been around Clodtalk, you'll recognize this. For those of you who've not been over there, enjoy. What I want to know is, who's gonna write one for here?

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‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the hoose,
Not a creature was stirring, not even Bigmoose;
The Clods were lined up near the tree with care,
In hopes that St. Krueger soon would be there;

The Clodites were tucked, sound in their beds,
While visions of upgrades, danced in their heads.
Baubles and trinkets from InetRC, even more goodies from TTR and cpe mt.

When out on the lawn there arose a huge clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the windows I flew like a flash,
Stepping on one eye dog and tripping on bikertrash.

The moon, full, provided day-like glow,
Giving luster to T-Strike, peeing his name in the snow.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a parade of Clod-trucks, 80 or so, I fear.

There were drivers of every size and shape,
From big burly types like Tier and troystr68,
To wiry guys, like Shagrat and jwrape.
Everyone was here, from all parts unto thee,
Element, Bluriot, and Lowgear, even UltimaST,
That’s quite a few, how many more can there be?

Bolt Crank with his Mamba, RCC Minion with his Stick
Looks like a race, gather round all, hurry, real quick.
Badhoopty, dsfire, Rockcrawler, and Speed Racer are in charge of the track.
It’ll have table tops, straights, corners and a switch-back.
Shelby VNT is racer director extraordinaire,
Barking orders, “take THIS, and put it there!”
Ovalshovelhead cries, “neener neener neener, you can’t make me!”
Then runs and hides behind a tree!

At this rate, the track will never be finished,
Shelby’s determination remains undiminished.
Envious8420 is tapped, his expertise known far and wide,
He’s the one who taught CLODZ_72_2003 to power-slide.
With Alfy behind him, his crew complete, they set about on the obstacle course, that would stretch across the street!

There’s a problem when they reach the center of the road,
T-Strike had squatted, and left them a load!
The race is OFF for this we cannot handle,
Where’s T-Strike now? He’s farting on a candle!
At least he’s occupied, his attentions diverted,
for that last fart was not a fart at all, too much pressure had been exerted!

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My hands are full coming up with another for CT this year. Who's going to pick up the torch and make this an annual RC10Talk tradition? Tad? Lex? Scrape? Robo?

Lol I'd give it a go but I am not very good with words and don't know any carrols...so good luck whoever does it! I'd like to see something for sure.

Guess you all know whom T-strike is lololol .DON

I started off last years efforts with what I posted above, then other members chimed in with their efforts. It's all in good fun.

Robo, this is relatively easy, in as much as you just Google "night before Christmas" to get the story, then you just replace the old standard with the names of everyone doing some activity. I wish I had the first one I did, it was great! I think this is the 6th or 7th year in a row we've been doing this. Lot's of fun.

What?!? No takers? I thought for sure that Tad would have something to say ...

You fellers sure are quiet!

You know I'm on it. Give me a day or two. Maybe the weekend. But I'll have something if no one beats me to it.

Twas the night before Christmas
and with pen in hand
Tadracket furiously writes
Good tidings to all in RC10Talk-land

He taps his fingers and adjusts his nut
Picks his nose and scratches his butt

The night is nigh, and morning is near
Still nothing on paper
He needs more beer

He's giving it all he's got, but coming up short
He's really not the writing sort

So everyone pitch in,
Help start him on his way
Who will it be,
The one to save the day

Nose picking and scatching of butt?
Was he adjusting the left or right nut?
Hopefully this doesn't get too overblown:
For me, it's the left one with a mind of it's own

Lol, keep those ideas coming.

For anyone interested, here's a helpful site when it comes to words in verse.

http://www.rhymezone.com/

In days of old, when Tad was bold
He'd cruise for chicks in bars
Now, the truth be told
He's way too old
And would rather be playing with toy cars











If he only lived in Nantucket, I'd have a great one for him ...

Here's what i have so far...

‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the forum,
Melvin decorated RC10talk with festive decorum;
Garland of white parts, and an original linkage tools,
and enough Checkpoint motors to make Eau Rouge drool;

Mrlexan and Templeofspeed all tucked away in bed,
While visions of Mirage bodies, danced in their head.
Chassis' from RPM and FusionSpeed galore,
and a cable drive Legend kit for us all to adore.

When suddenly on Ebay there was listed the one true prize,
The original box art RC10 did strike our eyes.
Asashaw got his bid ready and chose a time for its placement,
But was grossly outbid by Thatstuffinthebasement.

Hanging our heads low in greif and displeasure,
We had upbid each other once again and squandered the treasure.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but Scr8p and Tadracket with three cases of beer.

Awesome.

I am a Checkpoint whore, aren't I.

We weren't going to say anything to you until the intervention but as long as you already realize.