darkSpyro

T'was the Night before Bump Day By HCI
T'was the Night before Bump Day
And all through the forum,
Not one sparx was posting, not even aura-rum.
The holiday stormed topics, leaving no stone unturned,
Sparx were waiting in anguish, wanting badly to burn,

The Red Sparxs were napping in there cute little cribs
With visions of bumping and possibly fibs,
And hunters on guard, and me on my couch,
Were exhausted and begging to slouch,

When out on the home page there was such an uproar,
I jumped from my couch to stop it no more
Away to Idle Chatter I ran like the flash
Looked out on the horison oh just so fast

The moon on the titles of the bright blue links,
Gave the lustrous letters a brand new fix,
When, what to my wondering eyes should come closer
But a miniature caddilac, and eight lone users!

With a little driver, so happy and perverted,
I knew in a moment it must be somePerson
More rapid than Sonic, he flew down the plane,
And he yelled , and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Troll Slug! now, DummyZ! now, joerox and Bravo!
On, Commmander Game! On, Cynderluv, ! on, on prextail and Saital!
To the top of the pages! to the top of the posts!
Now spam away! Spam away! Spam away The Most!"

As dry Claytface when he spams his Spinelli,
The users bounced through the air like jelly!
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With a car full of spam and pointless posts too!.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on Video Gaming
The spamming and cramming of each little sparx
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney somePerson came with a bound.

He was tall and thin, and listining o music,
He saw my posts with a point and told me to lose it!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
I knew this was something that I just may dread

He sung his tune, and started to spam
And filled all the old topics, then put a pic with a ram.
In each little stocking and then began to rise
And giving a nod, up the chimney he looked me in the eye

He sprang to his car, to his team gave a nod
And flew threw the are, clouds resting upon,
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
`Happy Bump day to all, and to all a good night!

FIN

Don't provoke them D:

*their
*horizon
*Cadillac

As dry Claytface when he spams his Spinelli,
The users bounced through the air like jelly!
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With a car full of spam and pointless posts too!.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on Video Gaming
The spamming and cramming of each little sparx
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney somePerson came with a bound.

ClayFace*
You don't need a period after an exclamation point.

He was tall and thin, and listining o music,
He saw my posts with a point and told me to lose it!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
I knew this was something that I just may dread

He sung his tune, and started to spam
And filled all the old topics, then put a pic with a ram.
In each little stocking and then began to rise
And giving a nod, up the chimney he looked me in the eye

He sprang to his car, to his team gave a nod
And flew threw the are, clouds resting upon,
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
`Happy Bump day to all, and to all a good night!

Here's the tl;dr version:

T'was the night before Bump Day
And HIR issued an ultimatum:

You were warned last month that mass dead topic revivals would lead to consequences. People got annoyed with it last time and I've already asked nicely that you refrain from doing this. So please, just don't. T_T

Quote: Bash28

Don't provoke them D:

Agree.
Let's not make it harder to browse DarkSpyro.

Quote: HIR

Here's the tl;dr version:

T'was the night before Bump Day
And HIR issued an ultimatum:

You were warned last month that mass dead topic revivals would lead to consequences. People got annoyed with it last time and I've already asked nicely that you refrain from doing this. So please, just don't. T_T

I don't I just felt the need to write a song about it.. Cause I felt like it. And I like makin songs. And I was bored.

Since when am i a magical spamming reindeer?