GYSO Reviews Part 4 - Christmas Carol

Published: 2023-01-01

Thor:

At GYSO, we love tradition (Tim: no). Here’s a traditional Christmas carol. Written by us truly. (Tim: Written one word at a time, alternating back and forth. Like Drawing 41. (Thor: Because we love tradition.))

The Good

Uruguay ate round ass. Big long ass.

But kevlar is also round and long and big and superfluous. AND seven. That is what the underaged, lactose-intolerant, ungilating, yearning, not superfluous, or otherwise, people want. But recent events have given rise to a two dingus arm of my government too. Though, tough times fall thighs mustard.

In Uruguay, the south erection throbbed towards rock mountains. It saved my grandma and her penis. Somehow, the Christmas erection bounced in the bouncy castle.

Winter ate round and ass. Kevlar ate rounder and longer and ass. Cold colonies beg Melon for kevlar, but assert false. For four fugly felines, felons fly further from France friends. Many erections gave thousands of good, underaged, lactose-intolerant, undulating, anime people nightmares.

Henry, master debator of dance and time and seven pens, radiating rotating rollerblades, rides revolutionary erections in inns. Uruguay died. Grandma died. The died. LOL.

The Bad

The sing was song sung. Sun dictators from Korea sent me Christmas pudding. Resulting in seven trips to toilets. The was financially independent, indebted from Sing because Hercules gambled water at Jesus, A.K.A Big Erectus Babe. Homosexuals included.

Santa planned it, though Big Erectus Babe wasn’t hard invited to the Christmas party. Neither Hercules, nor The, had Melon mail sent home. Jail time was hard for Santa, his dongus shaping the smelly inmates.

Jesus, master rebater, Erectus shopped on. I eyed several spies through my enormous thighs. Shopping for kevlar so the villagers in Uruguay could endure winter erections. Taxes went to Texas. The died. Federal acid was spat onto large Korean stereotypes. Campaigns to send help were thwarted by Santa. Geriatric erections did peter out, richard.

The Everything Else

Mustard thighs keep me on the no-fly list. Apparently mustard thighs are illegal because Hercules. On the flight list resides beautiful mustard thighs. It’s a conspiracy to subvert melon thighs. Wake up, guaca-mole mole, to spit beautiful rap, serendipitous segway, dehydrating villagers. Sing was assembling legos and superglue when suddenly, Big Erectus Babe ruthfully called his attorneys to gather The, evidence shows it’s almost at the big rock.

To stop the southern throbbing longness monster, we must combine our powers and become one. To assemble this team, we put acid aside kevlar for grandma. People radiate functional fat in the upper southern government.

With our powers combined, we must spit rocky hot, indigenous, hot, radiating, very indigo, badass, movie inspired, acid. It will defeat the southern erection quickly and painfully.

The Conclusions

For everyone, the erection didn’t scream charismatic threats. Instead it stole the hearts of every grandma. Government hated press start. Instead, suddenly the sudden combined suddenly powers suddenly solved suds kevlar yes.

Like, comment, and subscribe, you indominable, bald, sad, autonomous, bald robots.

The end.