*To the tune of "Calgary Snow" by Bobby Bare*
Last Friday she said to me, "Hey, Ardent Four.
Did you know either me or LMBE goes?"
So I packed up and left her in Proboards and logged on
To design things in the Christmas theme snow

Saw a sign that said "Designers"
And hauled all my coding inside
Where the designers were bragging
And looking for code we'd override
I was doing the same 'till I looked at the virus that I'd found
Then I stood there and silently cried

Oh, you Christmas theme snow
I can't let TBB go
It'll hurt more than my pride
When a glitch I can't override
Lays me low in the Christmas theme snow

Well, I knew I was beat
In the hat when I found him
And it started me drinking tea
To think of the brute
Til I managed to wreck my laptop and my phone
Thanks to the virus I'd found

And I'm thinkin out loud
As I log into iCloud
"Hey, A4, maybe you ain't the most
Dynamite coder around.
'Cause you caught the virus too late
Not coming out of the gate, boy.
But you're great at accessing the cloud."

Well, I know that I'm blown
The virus won in the first round
So I give 'em my old what-the-heck grin as I get off the ground
Ain't no files left on my phone
But a phone number
That used to be my mom's

And it's cold, Lord, it's cold in the Christmas theme wind
When you're knowing you gotta go coding the money again
Ain't not coffee, no tea, no hot cocoa with milk
Gonna deaden the chill and the pain of the Christmas theme wind

But what more is a broken down forum designer to do
Stowed up in LMBE watching his laptop screen turn blue
There's only one road gonna lead back to proboards and you
And it runs out of the revenge of dark tuvy page 2

Oh, you Christmas theme snow

I can't let TBB go

It'll hurt more than my pride

When a glitch I can't override

Lays me low in the Christmas theme snow

Sorry if it ain't good

Then you practically own LMBE.