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Twas The Night Before Christmas, and all through the pod
Four creatures were cringing, at a hacky rap clod
Afroman was hung over, and recorded some dreck
In hopes that dumb stoners would send him a check
Your hosts were both rustled, all smug in their dread
While idiot songs got stuck in their heads
And Dahlia on Mic 1, and Liv on Mic 2
Joined both of yon hosts to discuss how this blew
A Colt 45 Christmas arose such a clatter
We're certain ye Stoppies that nothing is badder
And we heard him exclaim, through a slovenly drawl--
"Merry Christmas to bitches, now lick on my balls!"
This show is part of Pantheon Podcasts!
Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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Twas The Night Before Christmas, and all through the pod
Four creatures were cringing, at a hacky rap clod
Afroman was hung over, and recorded some dreck
In hopes that dumb stoners would send him a check
Your hosts were both rustled, all smug in their dread
While idiot songs got stuck in their heads
And Dahlia on Mic 1, and Liv on Mic 2
Joined both of yon hosts to discuss how this blew
A Colt 45 Christmas arose such a clatter
We're certain ye Stoppies that nothing is badder
And we heard him exclaim, through a slovenly drawl--
"Merry Christmas to bitches, now lick on my balls!"
This show is part of Pantheon Podcasts!
Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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