I have gotten a couple of inquiries about when gifts can be posted, so I am opening the gift thread early. Please post your Secret Santa gifts here, and any other gifts you've made for friends!
I didn't know what to make for you slo so i made this. If you want something else let me know Halo PC Stunting Community - Rank-experienced/rcon holder
I'll have my gift done for my santa soon, but I'm making something IRL to put with it, and my supplies are running low.
You'll all understand when I'm finished. There will be like 10 pictures.
Also, those sigs are awesome, Possum! xD
Edited by Joshkl2013 on 12/20/2012 19:00:03
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To Star, from Drk your "secret santa" za christmas songs (done here because i couldn't link file)
Christmas ZA Songs
“Silent Night, Zombie Night”
Silent night! Zombie night! All was calm all is dark Round your rifle shots and Holy hand grenades so loud and so strong Zombies moan in peace!
Silent night! Zombie night! Do this quietly now all the ....... Noobs quake at the sight Moans stream from Danger Canyon afar
Silent night! Zombie night! All was calm all is dark Round your rifle shots and Holy hand grenades so loud and so strong Zombies moan in peace! Zombies moan in peace peace!
Silent night! Zpmbienight! Do this now all the ....... Noobs quake at the sight Zombies stream from the bridge afar
“Away in a Hog”
Away in a Warthog
No shotgun for His brain,
The Zombie came closer
Brought down His sweet head;
The shots in the sky
Fall down where He lay,
The Zombie
Brought down on the ground
The noobs are moaning,
The poor admin wakes,
But the zombie,
No crying He makes.
I kill the damn zombies;
Look down from the sky
And stay by my HOG
Till timer is nigh.
Close by me forever
And shoot them I pray!
Kill all the damn zombies
In Thy kickass hog,
And fit us for the warthog
To run away from the zombies there.
Away in a warthog,
No shotgun for his brain,
The zomibe
Brougt down with a blow to his head
The sshots in the heavens
Fell down where He lay,
The little zombie
Asleep on the hog.