From our dysfunctional family to yours, we wish you all a Very Merry Christmas.
May your blind bags be filled with Honey Buns & Sweet Lucy & may your duck strap runneth over with Poule D’Eau, Hooded Mergies & Ruddies.
Yall keep em’ straight up are.

eSJay wrote:On behalf of Bigwater & Company….
From our dysfunctional family to yours, we wish you all a Very Merry Christmas.
May your blind bags be filled with Honey Buns & Sweet Lucy & may your duck strap runneth over with Poule D’Eau, Hooded Mergies & Ruddies.
Yall keep em’ straight up are.
driveby wrote:T’was the night before Crimmus and all round Morgan City,
not a creature was stirrin’ ‘cept a democrat or fitty.
The dekes were all placed by the pond banks with care
In hopes that Bigwater soon would be there.
The hunters were all nestled snug in their beds
While visions of bootlips danced in their heads.
I was all dressed for a short winter nap
I lay their awake in my camo skull cap.
When out by the ponds I saw such a sight
It was big and round like a punkin but all lilly white.
I stepped outside and what did I see
But Bigwater with no shirt and he was smiling at me.
At first I was dazed and thought it was a dream
But I couldn’t get past the smell of day old Krispy Kreme.
He had a stomach that shaked like a bowl full of jelly
And funky morning breath that was rather smelly.
He dug through his decoy bag but no gift could be found
So he said I’d have to settle for a fresh reach around.
He bounded back over to his pimpin’ ride’s door
The one that was sporting the fresh 24’s
He yelled out his orders to his homies from the city
On Tyrone, on Rufus on Cletus and P Diddy
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Merry Crimmus to all and to all a good night”!
Money wrote:driveby wrote:T’was the night before Crimmus and all round Morgan City,
not a creature was stirrin’ ‘cept a democrat or fitty.
The dekes were all placed by the pond banks with care
In hopes that Bigwater soon would be there.
The hunters were all nestled snug in their beds
While visions of bootlips danced in their heads.
I was all dressed for a short winter nap
I lay their awake in my camo skull cap.
When out by the ponds I saw such a sight
It was big and round like a punkin but all lilly white.
I stepped outside and what did I see
But Bigwater with no shirt and he was smiling at me.
At first I was dazed and thought it was a dream
But I couldn’t get past the smell of day old Krispy Kreme.
He had a stomach that shaked like a bowl full of jelly
And funky morning breath that was rather smelly.
He dug through his decoy bag but no gift could be found
So he said I’d have to settle for a fresh reach around.
He bounded back over to his pimpin’ ride’s door
The one that was sporting the fresh 24’s
He yelled out his orders to his homies from the city
On Tyrone, on Rufus on Cletus and P Diddy
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Merry Crimmus to all and to all a good night”!
driveby wrote:T’was the night before Crimmus and all round Morgan City,
not a creature was stirrin’ ‘cept a democrat or fitty.
The dekes were all placed by the pond banks with care
In hopes that Bigwater soon would be there.
The hunters were all nestled snug in their beds
While visions of bootlips danced in their heads.
I was all dressed for a short winter nap
I lay their awake in my camo skull cap.
When out by the ponds I saw such a sight
It was big and round like a punkin but all lilly white.
I stepped outside and what did I see
But Bigwater with no shirt and he was smiling at me.Th
At first I was dazed and thought it was a dream
But I couldn’t get past the smell of day old Krispy Kreme.
He had a stomach that shaked like a bowl full of jelly
And funky morning breath that was rather smelly.
He dug through his decoy bag but no gift could be found
So he said I’d have to settle for a fresh reach around.
He bounded back over to his pimpin’ ride’s door
The one that was sporting the fresh 24’s
He yelled out his orders to his homies from the city
On Tyrone, on Rufus on Cletus and P Diddy
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Merry Crimmus to all and to all a good night”!
driveby wrote:T’was the night before Crimmus and all round Morgan City,
not a creature was stirrin’ ‘cept a democrat or fitty.
The dekes were all placed by the pond banks with care
In hopes that Bigwater soon would be there.
The hunters were all nestled snug in their beds
While visions of bootlips danced in their heads.
I was all dressed for a short winter nap
I lay their awake in my camo skull cap.
When out by the ponds I saw such a sight
It was big and round like a punkin but all lilly white.
I stepped outside and what did I see
But Bigwater with no shirt and he was smiling at me.
At first I was dazed and thought it was a dream
But I couldn’t get past the smell of day old Krispy Kreme.
He had a stomach that shaked like a bowl full of jelly
And funky morning breath that was rather smelly.
He dug through his decoy bag but no gift could be found
So he said I’d have to settle for a fresh reach around.
He bounded back over to his pimpin’ ride’s door
The one that was sporting the fresh 24’s
He yelled out his orders to his homies from the city
On Tyrone, on Rufus on Cletus and P Diddy
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Merry Crimmus to all and to all a good night”!
driveby wrote:T’was the night before Crimmus and all round Morgan City,
not a creature was stirrin’ ‘cept a democrat or fitty.
The dekes were all placed by the pond banks with care
In hopes that Bigwater soon would be there.
The hunters were all nestled snug in their beds
While visions of bootlips danced in their heads.
I was all dressed for a short winter nap
I lay their awake in my camo skull cap.
When out by the ponds I saw such a sight
It was big and round like a punkin but all lilly white.
I stepped outside and what did I see
But Bigwater with no shirt and he was smiling at me.
At first I was dazed and thought it was a dream
But I couldn’t get past the smell of day old Krispy Kreme.
He had a stomach that shaked like a bowl full of jelly
And funky morning breath that was rather smelly.
He dug through his decoy bag but no gift could be found
So he said I’d have to settle for a fresh reach around.
He bounded back over to his pimpin’ ride’s door
The one that was sporting the fresh 24’s
He yelled out his orders to his homies from the city
On Tyrone, on Rufus on Cletus and P Diddy
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Merry Crimmus to all and to all a good night”!
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