PITT #121: The Krampus Rumpus

‘Twas the 2 nights before Festivus, when all through the hash,
Everyone was stirring, eager to clash;
The halfminds were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of grievances danced in their heads;
When out in The Strip there arose such a clatter,
Their bitching and moaning did no longer matter.
Then what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But a terribly long trail and a whole lot of beer;
With a vision of pain, the answer was obvious,
The yearly visit from old Krampus was upon us.
There was 4 willing hares, all ready in a snap;
On DS, on Goozler, on Drunk Dynasty and Black Clap!
And as Dynasty’s beard is as dark as the night sky,
Bring a headlamp along or else you might die.
Street shoes and warm clothing all should appear,
And despite Krampus’ ill intent, dogs are in the clear.
Meet up at 630, but you can cum early if you desire,
Get yourself some strong islands to forget the oncoming mire.
Now until Thursday night, get out of my sight-
Happy Krampus to all, don’t count on any respite!