
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Small-haus
Not a keyboard was clicking not even a mouse;
When from my inbox there arose such a clatter,
I looked up from my Skype to see what was the matter...

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Small-haus
Not a keyboard was clicking not even a mouse;
When from my inbox there arose such a clatter,
I looked up from my Skype to see what was the matter...