It's like "Twas the Night Before Christmas"'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the site
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Rabite;
The warnings were posted on the forum with care,
In hopes that Sheexy would not program there;
The peoples were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Chibi-Devils danced in their heads;
And Faal in his toque, and Kyatto in his cap,
Had just finished setting down their elaborate trap,
When out on the forum there arose such a clatter,
They sprang from their posts to see what was the matter.
Away to the FTP server Wai flew like a bird,
Tore open the folders and threw up the guard.
The activity on the forum, it started to grow,
Gave the illusion of mid-day to the threads below,
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But "Sheexy online," was on the forum oh dear!
With a little modifications, so lively and quick,
Sheexy thought he could teach the forum a new trick.
More rapid than Jinn his cursor it came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called the changes by name;
"Now, PM sytem! now, calendar! now, image uploading!
On, Mod Bot! on Toasters! now get with the toasting!
To the top of the FTP! to the top of the firewall!
Now install away! install away! install away all!"
Faal and Kyatto were shocked, their trap did not work!
They said "How did he do that? That guy is a jerk!,"
So up to the FTP folders the cursor it flew,
With the clipboard full of files, and some images too.
And then, in horror, Wai heard in the FTP
The installing and downloading of each little thingy.
As Wai tried to revert things as fast as he could,
Onto G-talk came Sheexy thinking he was doing good.
He was dressed like a Ninja, from his head to his foot,
And his modifications were not working, they'd all gone kaput;
A bundle of files he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a hacker just opening his pack.
His many modifications, oh how they screwed up!
Wai desperately hoped he had made a back up!
His modifications would have been awesome you know,
But the board didn't accept them, it just wouldn't go;
Sheexy saw the problems and gritted his teeth,
He couldn't get to the forum, for it was buried beneath;
A broken PM system, a screwed up image uploading thing,
A Mod bot and toaster that did absolutely nothing.
Sheexy reached for some programming books off the shelf,
And Wai laughed when he saw the errors, in spite of himself;
A page that wouldn't load, multiple coding errors,
Soon let Wai know he'd be fixing the site forevers;
He messaged not a word, but went straight to his work,
Trying to fix what Sheexy screwed up, so he wouldn't look like a jerk,
And laying his fingers onto his keyboard,
And a broken file to Wai Sheexy sent word;
Wai sprang to his work, to try and fix things quick,
But Sheexy messed those files up, the errors would stick.
But Wai heard him exclaim, ere he logged-out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a broken site!."