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Twas The Site Before Christmas'Twas the night before Christmas, and all 'cross the webAll the users were clicking, the big names and the plebsMySpace was decked out in baubles and candlesAnd each tired nickname 'twas a new festive handleAs children by now we'd be snuggled in bedBut we now stay online and leave comments insteadFarmville and Farm Town have settled their spatAnd holly and ivy surround every LolcatYouTube had new vlogs; a thousand carol singersAnd on Dailybooth everyone's nice to the mingersOn 4chan, the people are friendly tonightAnd LiveJournal emos see things looking brightA long time ago we believed in old SantaBut now we recited a new kind of mantraOne by Rick Astley, that's our sort of humourDays before Facebook were simply a rumourThen up popped an ad: BlogTV saying, "Quick!There's a new show just starting, by a guy called 'StNick'!"The Internet users, they clicked by the scoreAnd once all in the chatroom, this fat man did roar:"Off YouTube! Off Facebook! Off Skype, and off F
My Mum vs. The ZombiesMy mother is the sort of woman who would go out to loot the shops during the zombie apocalypse and still come back with wholemeal bread and organic juice drinks. I would always have assumed this, but I only knew it to be true now because that was exactly what had happened. Wholemeal bread, organic orange juice, blueberry breakfast bars and a six-pint of skimmed milk. If that had been me sent to do the shopping, I wouldve raided the chocolate and wine.Theres nothing moving out there, Mum said, matter-of-factly, dumping the shopping on the kitchen table. Bloodied bodies littering the road on the way to Tesco, and some burnt out cars in the road, but nothing else.Does that mean were the only ones left alive? my little sister Anne piped up.Maybe, maybe not, said Mum. She was far too blasé about this sort of thing, but then again, I dont think any of us had reacted quite as we expected. It wasnt like in th