A Visit From Brother Joe

1  2018-12-24 by GorramTimebomb

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house

Not a creature was stirring, not a friend nor a spouse;

Nana's stockings were hung by the Xbox with care,

And she knew that her brother soon would be there;

He should have been putting his children to bed;

But he sat at a gay bar, drinking instead;

Nana reached for her bottle, and poured a night cap,

To settle her brain for a long Xanax nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

She sprang from her couch to see what was the matter.

Away to the window she flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

When what did her aging old granny ears hear,

But the familiar cry of a lonely old queer,

With a loud drunken moan that sounded like Roe,

She knew in a moment it must be Brother Joe.

As she drew in her head, and was turning around,

Through her front door, Joe came with a bound.

He was dressed in fake leather, from his head to his toe,

And his hand was outstretched, 'cause he wanted some dough;

Drunk out of his mind, his nose like a cherry!

His eyes—they were bloodshot! he was crying, the fairy!

He was blubbering and slobbering and drinking cheap rum,

And the beard on his chin was covered in cum;

The end of a rollie he held in his false teeth,

Yellow smoke encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a fat face and a bloated round belly

That shook when he sobbed, like a bowl full of jelly.

He wore SOA merch, none of which fit,

Nana laughed when she saw it, "Haha, holy shit";

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave her to know she had something to dread;

He spoke just one word, and his breath smelled like cock,

"Allowance", he belched; then he puked on her socks,

His hands were all swollen, because of the gout,

Nana wrote him a check, and he made his way out;

He charged down the street like a leather-clad missile,

And away Joseph flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he ran out of sight—

“Happy Christmas to all, so long as you're white!”

42 comments

Amazing work

This is truly fantastic

A new Christmas staple is born

That was so beautiful it brought a tear to my penis. Merry Christmas you gorgeous creep.

Let me wipe that for you

Oi noi he's torn it

Flawless.

This should be a Christmas classic

The level of talent and creativity in this cesspool never ceases to amaze me.

<standing O>

Someone needs to animate this!

Who has $60,000?!?!?

Just send it to me and I'll get it done...ahh...soon..

Perfection. Bravo.

you need to get Sleeves to record this

Fa la la

Like "A Very Cumia Christmas" but with extra Joe.

Masterpiece.

So many talented faggots in this sub.

This is beautiful. A modern day Christmas classic. God bless us, everyone.

Nana laughed, “haha, holy shit” this is great.

Great job, hope this becomes a holiday classic like Alice's Restaurant.

Tonight I'm going to read this out loud, Bobo style to my entire disinterested family.

Haha, holy shit indeed

Thro’?

This is the funniest thing I've ever seen on this sub. Fucking great job. Merry Christmas, cunt. 🖤

Bravo

Incredible

Your name contains a made up curse word from a sci fi show you total mo

Hahaha. I love this place

Someone pin this to the front for Christmas Day. This should be shared with family.

Everyday I’m impressed by the level of creativity this sub has. Best oc on reddit by far. You know this lil poem will get under his skin and he’ll have a longwinded windy tweet crying about it acting like he isnt bothered by it. I love it.

Can someone film their granny reading this beside a roaring fireplace, then she gently shuts the book, places it on a small table and wish us all a happy Christmas...please, its all I want.

My grandparents are dead.

Mine too, feels bad brothaman

On this blessed day I wish your family happiness and health. L'chaim to my penny pinching friends, and ooga booga to the Kumiya clan.

Your Artistry is only surpassed by your Autism. Bravo sir. This made my Xmas Eve!

Talent

I just read the original book to my kids 15 minutes ago and wow, this really captures every line really well.

God damn. This is actually-- good.

she sprang from her couch

Snapped a hip. The end.

Leather clad missle

Magnificent.

My grandparents are dead.