WOW, just WOW.

This is going to hit 100 reviews, isn't it? (in pure shock)

THANK YOU! You guys are too cool.

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So, due to Collins' wish, the Bohemians continued on, Roger still pouting.

"I swear, Collins, you are so mean, you're never going to get a single Christmas present ever in your whole life!" Roger protested, looking quite ridiculous as he waddled along with his ripped pants, Mimi's coat draped over his upper half, and his leather jacket around his waist, as you can imagine.

"Well, he can always count on a little something from his true love." Angel said quite cheesily, because it seems that Angel and Collins can get away with cheese easily. They are the Great Cheese Robbers.

"On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: enough Stoli bottles to fill up a tree!" Collins said, imagining this image with his imaginatary imagination.

"On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: Two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree." Angel added smiling at the prospect of another carol.

"On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Mark sang, seeming proud of himself.

"Wait, I thought Santa was bringing him the girlfriend." Mimi said, confused.

"Santa's Mark secret true love." Roger whispered.

"I HEARD THAT!" Mark shrieked angrily and tackled Roger from behind, pushing him into the snow facefirst.

"On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: Four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Roger sang into the snow. Then he stood up, looking thoroughly frosted. "And don't take any of this out of context; I'm summarizing everyone's wishes… I don't want knee-high boots or a new girlfriend!"

Mimi gave him a satisfied smile. "We all are, Roger."

"You'd look good in knee-highs; they'd go well with your coat, Rog." Collins pointed out, to receive a smack on the shoulder.

"On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Mimi started the song up again as she brushed snow out of Roger's hair.

"On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: six brand new cowbells, five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Maureen inserted, laughing as Joanne made a face at the new girlfriend line.

"On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: seven hardbound law books, six brand new cowbells, five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" You don't even need to know who wished for law books, do you?

"On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: eight Bustelos, seven hardbound law books, six brand new cowbells, five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Collins sang.

"On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: unlimited free private dances, eight Bustelos, seven hardbound law books, six brand new cowbells, five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Roger said, slyly, causing Mimi to giggle.

"On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: ten knitted scarfies, unlimited free private dances, eight Bustelos, seven hardbound law books, six brand new cowbells, five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Mark hugged his scarf for the thousandth time.

"On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: eleven stuffed cows, ten knitted scarfies, unlimited free private dances, eight Bustelos, seven hardbound law books, six brand new cowbells, five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Maureen threw in, excited at the concept of eleven stuffed animal versions of Elsie.

"On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: twelve pickle tub drums, eleven stuffed cows, ten knitted scarfies, unlimited free private dances, eight Bustelos, seven hardbound law books, six brand new cowbells, five pairs of fishnets, four pairs of plaid, a new girlfriend, two knee-high boots, and enough Stoli to fill up a tree!" Angel finished happily, as the Bohos smiled and plugged onward through the snow.

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Very short, but I thought to myself, How can I get away with not using this song?

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