Santa by Chameleon Glass
T’was the night before Christmas, I was chillin’ in my pad with a little Girl Scout Cookies still in my grinder to be had. When all of a sudden there arose such a clatter. I put down my bowl to see what was the matter. When what to my wondering eyes should appear but Santa on his sleigh with all of his reindeer. That’s when I heard him shout out and say, “I smell Christmas right here, is there anything to blaze?” He smoked like a champ, and returned to his spot, thanked me for the sesh, and promised to come back with some of his crop. It’s always been true, you know it’s apparent, if you’re smoking with Santa, he’ll leave you the best present.
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