THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through PMC

Only few creature were stirring, mabye sackboy, oooooshiny, or me;

The pixeled planet was hung by the logo with care,

In hopes that everyone would see it and cheer;

The users were excited, all hyped in their minds,

While visions of exp danced in their eyes;

And creepercarole at her desk, and I in mine,

Had just settled down for some time online,

When out in the chat there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the forums to see what was the matter.

Fingers to the keyboard just like a flash,

Tore open another tab and opened the chat.

The looks of users just spamming away

Gave the sounds of constant pinging... yay =.= ,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a red username, and eight yellow more,

With a couple of bans, trolling decreased by the maximin

I knew in a moment it must be the mods and admin.

More rapid than eagles other users came,

And Cyprezz whistled, and shouted, and called the mods by name;

"Now, charzhoops! now, sourc00kie! now, zeranny and jackaroony!

On, grizzlyamish! on juddaba! on, stunicky and kacboy!

To the top of the chat! to the top of the log!

Now ban away! ban away! ban away all!"

-cut short due to lazyness-