Thanks to one of our readers who came up with more lyrics we had to change the title from 12 to 16 to 22 and now 25!
Your Amway upline will NEVER be your true love by the way! LOL!
On the first day of Christmas, my upline gave to me: Some products that were really shit-TY..
On the 2nd day of Christmas, my upline gave to me: more unhealthy brainwashing and mind spanking for me!!
On the third day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: a tin pot in which I could pee.
On the fourth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: some bullshit from Ki -o - sak - EE.
On the fifth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: a carton of old L.O.C.
On the sixth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: some crap cosmetics named Ar-tis-TREE.
On the seventh day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: an order to attend F.E.D!
On the eighth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: a lecture on my lousy PV.
On the ninth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: a 2 hour rant that I’m a no-body.
On the tenth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: a fairy tale that I’m a fran-chi-see.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: lies that Amway returns are hassle-free.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: A total lie about his mon-EY.….
On the thirteenth day of
Christmas, my up-line gave to me: six commands and one desperate plea.
On the fourteenth day of Christmas, my up-line gave to me: A face-slap and a
kick in my knee.
On the fifteenth day of Christmas, my up-line gave to me: Advice to quit my job
and "be free."
On the sixteenth day of Christmas, my up-line gave to me: Nothing but unending
miser-EE.
On the seventeenth day of Christmas, my up-line gave to me: the evidence that he was a chimpanzee.
On the eighteenth day of
Christmas my up-line gave to me: a bill for my CommuniKate fee.
On the nineteenth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: some Nutrilite to mix
in my tea.
On the twentieth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: absolute proof of his
stupidi-TY.
On the twenty-first day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: some brainless
bullshit on a CD.
On the twenty-second day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: an album of the
Goads' jamboree.
On the twenty-third day of
Christmas my up-line gave to me: a lecture on Amway poli-CY.
On the twenty-fourth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: enough grief to
ruin my Christmas glee.
On the twenty-fifth day of Christmas my up-line gave to me: an order to buy an
Amway Christmas tree.
On the twenty-sixth day of Christmas, my up-line gave to me: some lies with which I could not agree.
ReplyDeleteOn the twenty-seventh day of Christmas, my up-line gave to me: his crazy plans for a wild spending spree.
On the twenty-eighth day of Christmas, my up-line gave to me: some violent threats that caused me to flee.
LOL Anonymous. If this keeps up we'll have to start running this post in October!
DeleteThere won't be any more, Anna. I've run out of --ee rhymes.
DeleteHa ha yes I can see how you'd eventually run out of material!
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