A Christmas Story with Michael`
T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even mikes boys. And the glasses were hung from the chimney with care. In the hopes that Michael Kieran Jefferies would soon be there. The boys were all nestled, snug in their beds, while visions of Dara pole danced in their heads.
When on the ground the heard a large thump, there he was on his head a large bump. Passed out on the grass, Michael lay, orange juice, still in hand. He had attempted a double side-flip off the roof. His friends scattered out of their beds, no more visions of Dara danced in their head. They tried to find the shitty video camera as fast as they could, cause Michael would try it again, yes he would.
Michael climbed back on the roof, dizzy from the first attempt. Almost fell off, but he caught himself just in time. But not so for his shoes which fell so far behind. Now barefoot in the slippery snow, Off runs Michael to put on a show. He hopped up, and set the flip. Michael whacked his head off the roof, and started to fall, the boys filled with laughter and joy, almost loosing grip of the shitty camera this time.
Michael continued to fall, completely unconscious floating through the air, he tumbled and span, knocking over the snowman, like a dildo he landed, in a big puff of snow, unluckily for him, he roll onto the road, where a large semi truck fucked him up. The boys were still laughing and went and woke him up. The Michael got nervous and tried a back tuck. Landed on his head and now he is dead. But then his boys jumped on his belly and Michael was alive.
Its a miracle! They all shouted, tearing with laughter, when Dara showed up, and wanted to fuck. Michael and Dara walked inside, and that is the story of how Mike and the boys used their Christmas Joys.
A story by E, and B$
Edited by: Mike and the boys.
BASED ON A TRUE STORY
