twas the night before christmas,
when all through the site,
many creatures were posting, it was quite a sight.
The postings were made the forums with care
in hopes that absolutely no ghosts would be there;
The styles were nestled all snug in settings,
while fingers on keyboard keys danced up typings;
And Fempire in her coffin (PBUF), and you in a nap,
Had just(post) closed out the tab for the forum f/DoFap.
When out on all/new there arose such a clatter,
you sprung from your bed to see what was the matter.
Right on the forum you clicked it so fast,
for to you posts are just like forest-floor mast.
You read the text and felt enraged in furor,
a post of false tidings from the ghost of one Websites future.
i can't finish the post. too busy buying bitcoins from the ghost of Websites future