Every XA player down in XA server loved xmas a lot! But theKitt3n who lived north of XA in Minnesoda did not! The kitt3n hated xmas! Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.It could be perhaps the climate a-changing, ICE raids, or that menace in orange so brash.Or her OnlyFans flop, Dex ghosting her texts, or that no one had knocked on her sash. It could just be her brain just wasn’t right. But, I think the most likely reason may have been her cooter was just two THOUSAND sizes too big. Whatever the reason, the brain or the cooter, she stood there on xmas eve hating the happy XA players. “I must find some way to keep xmas from coming! But how?" Then the kitt3n got a wonderful, awful idea! The kitt3n laughed in her throat. Down the chimneys she slithered and slunk, with a smile most unpleasant she took every present! Pop guns, pampoogas, fedoras, and drums! Checkerboards, bizilbigs, Yeffery’s prized menorah, popcorn, and plums! You’re a mean one Ms. kitt3n.

When the kitt3n took the tree and started to shove it up her cooter, she heard a small sound, like the cue of a dove. She turned around and saw a teenage baseball player, little Korbin Steven. He stared and said “Why are u taking my xmas tree?” But you know that old kitt3n was so sly and so slick, she thought up a lie and thought it up quick. “I am one of your dad’s prostitutes. Now, I’m taking your tree to fix it!” Korbin being Steven’s offspring, required no further explanation, and the kitt3n sent him back to bed with a beer. It was quarter to dawn. “All the XAs down in Walmart server will all cry boo-hoo!” grinned the kitt3n, "that I simply must hear!" She paused. But this sound wasn't sad! Why, this sound sounded glad! Every XA player down in XA server, the HEs, the SHE’s, the SHE-HEs, and the tuna. They were racing! Racing without any presents at all! She hadn't stopped Christmas from coming! It came! Somehow or other, they raced and came just the same!

Maybe Christmas, she thought, doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. And what happened then? Well, in XA server they say that the kitt3n’s cooter shrunk two THOUSAND sizes that day! And then the true meaning of Christmas came through, And the kitt3n found the vaginal strength of 10thousand surgically enhanced trans women, plus 2! She flopped on her bun and with a grin ear to ear shot the presents out her cooter faster than towlees machine-gun. She shot out their snoofs and their tringlers their dafflers and Yefferys menorah! She shot out their pantookas, lost XA players, midgets and Jive’s fedora! She squirted everything back! All the food for the feast! And then dext, dexty himself, the dext ate her roast beast! Fahooforesdahoodores Welcome Christmas Come this way Welcome Christmas Kitt3n gagged, jolted awake in her computer chair. Dripping with sweat, thong wet, fingers sticking and flicking she came with great flair.Yes! Kitt3n loved Xmas!

You have truly outdone yourself

Well, it was Christmas time once again and there dext was at the Mall of America’s Santa Claus auditions. The hiring manager, a small weasely man with glasses explained why they had let go the previous Santa. Yikes, dext thought. “Repeat after me. Ho Ho Ho” the hiring manager said as he rehearsed with each of the candidates one by one. A squat, Hawaiin man in long jorts repeated “Jo jo jo.” A fat hick in a Bud Lite T-shirt repeated “SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP.” A small olive skin boy said “suck my ♥♥♥♥ weetard.” A large smelly woman was visibly shaking and saying “REEEEE REEe REEEE.” A fat, white loud blapper said “who ordered the uber?”It was finally dext’s turn. God these other people sucked. Dext filled his chest with air and did his best “Ho Ho Ho.”

The manager was visibly stirred, taken aback. “That’s not bad, not bad at all!” I think we have our Santa! Just as the manager extended his hand to shake dext’s a thunderous, stuttering noise came from the street outside beyond the window. “HEUH HEUH HEUH” Immediately the color drained from the manager’s face. No… no… it… it couldn’t be. He was in Antarctica! He was banned from being Santa! He had court conditions to stay away! The manager turned in disbelief. And there he stood. Nightmares cometh. 6’6 pale white. Hairy chested. Unkempt hair. Wire frame glasses. Frothing at the mouth. Heavily muscled, heavily breathing and no smarter than a 3 month old orangutan. Wearing nothing but a bulging and stained red thong. With a red veldt Santa overcoat draped around his shoulders. In his left hand, the craigslist job ad, printed. In his right hand, a shovel.

Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. Shovel breaks the window. Original steps through the shattered opening. Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild. Blappin makes for the door like an overflowing tub of chocolate pudding. Mclovin’ slowest of the lot, falls down “my leg!MY LEG!” Tuna and kitt3n instinctively drop to their knees and open their mouths. Mr Yeffery discards his Yamakuh like a Frolf Frisbee. Steven waits for the death blow, at least the wife won’t nag him anymore. The manager runs for the exit in slow motion. Original closes the gap like Mr. Larson in the parking lot. “HOLD STILL.” Shrieks. Shovel. Skull. Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night. Dexty quake at the sight.

Rockin around the Christmas tree at the Xmas Party Hop. It was the annual XA xmas party! 32 people packed in Steven’s 10by10 toolshed. Kitt3n was hanging mistletoe everywhere. Spor had his Ms dressed as Elves. Brucey held a bible and spoke about the true meaning of Xmas. JAWSler was lecturing on the superiority of a white xmas. Dext was flirting with smiyo, philly, hobokitty, ducky and bex. Steven was flirting with Tuna, Selbs, Mav and the 6 Dannys. Mr. Yeffery stood near the window streaming 8Crazy Nights on his phone while on the lookout for Palestinian protestors. Mclovin and deebo sat by the fire smoking cigars talking about real estate and immigration. Blap hid in the closet, insulting everyone who walked by and asking if Alejo was there. Windmill stood outside selling salvation for 1$ and slugz hotboxed his car surrounded by nonsteamers and Dr. Kari, unable to enter the party. Nobody had seen original_mind.

Marley said “Steven where is Santa?” “I booked a new one this year.” The music suddenly changed. Everybody dance now! The door burst open it was Santa! He was half naked! He was thrusting his pelvis, gyrating his hips and twerking his ass. He wore a red thong speedo with a long white beard hanging from the front. Oh ♥♥♥♥. He was coming right for Marley. He was rubbing his balls on Marley. Something was sticking out beneath Santa’s crotch beard. Was it his penis? No! It was the tip of a slice of cheese pizza. Marley said “Original is that you?” A deep, stuttering voice returned “the mall fired me. Oh! heuheuhheuh” He looked at his watch “My fast just ended.” Original took the pizza that was stuffing his crotch and ate it. Then he burped. Pieces of wet cheese and pubic hair hit Marley’s face. Marley was more of a meat lover’s guy, oh well close enough Marley thought as he picked the pubic hair out of his teeth. Xmas was saved!

It was xmas time, again. marley headed back to the mall to see Santa. It had been a rough year, inflation and rising cost of living, and of marley had broken his collar bone. marley plopped himself down on Santa’s lap and started to grind his ass into his ♥♥♥♥. Santa said “hey stop that! I need to preserve my testosterone!” Santa sounded familiar. His voice was deep and stuttering, like his brain wasn’t functioning quite properly. The music was weird it sounded like… Boy Pablo. And Santa seemed to be talking to himself about gravity and time dilation. marley said “Original_mind is that you?” “NO!” Santa said. “Original mind is a computer programmer.” marley grabbed his white beard and ripped it off. The crowd gasped. It was original_mind! marley said “I want Cheetos for xmas.” Original said “I ate all the cheetos.” “all of them?” marley asked. “I thought they had protein in them.” Original mind’s lips were orange. Xmas was ruined.

lol dex...it was broken i swear!

It was Xmas time, again. Santa sat on his throne in the North Pole, shook his head and checked his list. “Marley is on the naughty list again, he lied to xa server about his microphone, more coal for him.” “But Santa!” His little elf sidekick Raichu exclaimed “Coal is bad for the environment!” “Hmm you’re right little elf Raichu, but what can we substitute for coal?” “I have just the replacement Santa.” His elf Raichu responded.

It was Xmas morning and Marley woke up early. He rushed downstairs to see what Santa had left him. He had asked for a box of cheetos. He ripped open the wrapper and box and inside was a fleshlight model of kitt3n’s cooter. It was HUGE! Marley’s new girlfriend saw the nasty fleshlight and broke up with him. Marley played on xa 24/7 again. Marley filled the flashlight with Cheetos. Marley loved xmas.

ya XD

lol is that Ben Franklean?

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lol dex <3

It was xmas time. It was Marley's favorite time of the year. he waited in the long line at the mall of America. It was worth the wait, it was Santa! There he was, the big man himself. He sat in his big red suit with his big white beard in his big chair. The kids one by one went up and sat on his lap. Marley was next, he was very excited. It was his turn. "Oh aren't you a big one!" Santa spoke to him, eyes wide, a bit worried. Oooof Marley was big. "And what do you want for xmas young man?" "I want a story from lacking dexterity on my wall santa!" "Now why would a nice man like you want a nasty thing like that?" Just then Marley felt something poking into his ass. Santa had an erection and was blushing. "Would u wiggle a bit to the right please?" Marley obeyed. Then Santa exclaimed "Oh yeeeaa" and his eyes rolled back into his head. Marley felt his pants get wet. Marley had cheetos in his pants. Marley's cheetos were ruined. xmas was ruined.

I was behind my local arbys dumpster getting a fat rim and I had put my purse down on the top of the dumpster. Next thing I know this guy is running by fast as lightening. He grabs my purse and says "another sack of snouts for my cage babies" I was gobsmacked. I yelled "Hey! That's my purse!" but he just kept on running. He was a tall white male with dark hair and a dark beard. He wore glasses and a crew neck sweatshirt that had the letters OSU and then beneath it said Engineering. He had really skinny legs but he could jump really high. He knocked over a cat in an electric wheel chair and then jumped right over the fence at the edge of the parking lot and then he was gone.

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𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓!

have u seen jdm?

Marley

You broke your lappy too? Lol

Broke your lappy? Now that was silly of you.

marley! where the ♥♥♥♥ you at

no problem