An attendance of STR Nicholas
Tuesday, December 23rd, 2008 08:49 amHappy After-Solstice and Merry Hanukkah, everybody! Ah yes, this is the time to indulge in all the great holiday traditions of doom--after all, it is very nearly Christmas Day! (Please don't whimper, it will all be over soon.) For your enjoyment, here is the traditional mutilation of a popular Christmas poem which some of us find ourselves quoting at random moments throughout the month of December. (This mutilation was achieved by running the poem through Babelfish's English-to-German translator, then dragging it back to English again. Though this machine translation dates back to 1999, Babelfish probably has not gotten more amusing since being taken over by Yahoo.) Enjoy!
An attendance of STR Nicholas
' Twas the night before Christmas, when by the house a creature did not agitate itself completely, a mouse do not smooth; The socks were hung by the fire-place with Obacht, in hopes that STR would be Nicholas there soon;
The children nest LED quite comfortably in their beds, while sights of the sugar plums danced into their headings; And mamma in their ' kerchief and I in my protective cap, had agreed upon even down for the hair of a long winter,
When on the lawn such developed out a Geklapper, I rose from the bed, in order to see, what the material was. Away to the Window I flew like lightning, tore opened the shutters up violently and threw up sash.
( The moon on the chest of the again-pleased snow... )