Hello there, friend. The festive season is upon us, and so I've decided to come up with a little treat for you.

Well, you could either call it a treat or a wildly, overly ambitious project that I fully regret doing. That's up to you.

Basically, I've rewritten a Christmas classic to make it all about 2019 on YouTube. You are welcome.

With that much further ado, let's proceed. T'was the night before Vlogmus, when all through the land, no creator was stirring or pushing their brand.

Their teddy fresh stockings were hung up with care, in hopes of some lipstick, all covered in hair.

Shane Dawson was nestled all snug in his bed, while visions of eye shadow danced in his head.

Ninja was not even streaming, no cap, and I had just settled down for a nice winter's nap.

When I heard on the lawn a cacophony, and I sprang from my bed to find out the tea.

What's this? I exclaimed as I pulled back the curtain.

Oh, sis, in St. Nick, of that I am certain.

I searched to see if he was up to his task, while the snow chilled the ground like a great hydroflask. When what should arrive in a

blistering blur, a Tesla sleigh pulled by influencers. With a curious driver, with style so

bizarre, I knew all at once it must be Geoffreyarr. He laughed as he rode as if playing a game,

and he whistled and shouted and called out their names. Now Logan, now Tanner, now Tricia and Jake,

on Ethan and Grayson, Emma and James. Pull me along in your animal crawl. We have presents for

YouTubers, presents for all.

And like fan girls at Meet and greets hurriedly fly, they all hit the woe and then took to the sky.

Up to the top of the mansions they flew, with a sleigh full of merch and tour tickets too.

And then, on my roof, in less than a beat,

I heard the loud stomping of their YouTuber feet.

And soon the commotion was no longer distant,

as Geoffrey Star came down my chimney in an instant.

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