Below you will find a set of texts used on TypeRacer. Certain texts only appear on certain difficulties.
| Rank |
ID |
Text |
Length |
Races |
Difficulty Rating |
Top Score |
Top 100 |
Average |
Active Since |
| 1. |
#4330102 |
Love the giver more than the gift. |
34 |
12 |
1.436 |
181.24 — (zak389) |
170.26 |
170.26 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 2. |
#4330060 |
They don't ho that we ho they ho we ho. |
39 |
112 |
1.235 |
280.58 — (keegant) |
148.37 |
140.24 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 3. |
#4330079 |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Soon the bells will start. And the thing that'll make 'em ring is the carol that you sing right within your heart. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Toys in every store. But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be on your own front door. Sure, it's Christmas once more. |
338 |
1 |
1.169 |
124.93 — (poem) |
124.93 |
124.93 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 4. |
#4330010 |
Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home! |
262 |
64 |
1.160 |
180.82 — (keegant) |
118.54 |
118.54 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 5. |
#4330092 |
Dear Santa, every year at this time I send you a list of what I want for Christmas. And every year you callously ignore it and bring me practical things. I don't want that at all. What's the deal? Are you insane? Have you gone senile? Can't you read? Or are you just a vindictive, twisted elf bent on destroying little kids' dreams?! |
333 |
1 |
1.149 |
122.72 — (poem) |
122.72 |
122.72 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 6. |
#4330034 |
At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell. But as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found, one Christmas, that she could no longer hear it's sweet sound. Though I have grown old, the bell still rings for me. As it does for all who truly believe. |
278 |
38 |
1.146 |
187.83 — (keegant) |
115.90 |
115.90 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 7. |
#4330085 |
The so-called Christmas Truce of 1914 came only five months after the outbreak of war in Europe and was one of the last examples of the outdated notion of chivalry between enemies in warfare. It was never repeated - future attempts at holiday ceasefires were quashed by officers' threats of disciplinary action - but it served as heartening proof, however brief, that beneath the brutal clash of weapons, the soldiers' essential humanity endured. |
446 |
1 |
1.146 |
122.42 — (poem) |
122.42 |
122.42 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 8. |
#4330058 |
There is nothing sadder in this world than to awake on Christmas morning and not be a child. |
92 |
67 |
1.143 |
222.99 — (shazman) |
135.83 |
135.83 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 9. |
#4330036 |
I planned out our whole day. First we make snow angels for two hours, and then we'll go ice skating, and then we'll eat a whole roll of Tollhouse cookie dough as fast as we can, and then to finish, we'll snuggle. |
212 |
53 |
1.128 |
155.26 — (g_fruit) |
116.68 |
116.68 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 10. |
#4330044 |
So this is Christmas, and what have you done? Another year over, and a new one just begun. And so this is Christmas, I hope you have fun. The near and the dear ones, the old and the young. A very merry Christmas, and a happy new year, let's hope it's a good one without any fear. |
279 |
51 |
1.127 |
219.74 — chillin (slekap) |
126.86 |
126.86 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 11. |
#4330012 |
At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe. |
273 |
57 |
1.122 |
186.84 — (keegant) |
120.79 |
120.79 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 12. |
#4330072 |
Those little children, if you donate your old toys to them, I'll gladly deliver them for free! Think of all the joy you'll bring their miserable little lives. |
158 |
39 |
1.117 |
206.83 — カジュアル (kajuaru) |
119.64 |
119.64 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 13. |
#4330073 |
If you leave your socks hanging on the mantle, Mr. Klaus will fill them with toys! He only comes when you're sleeping. No one has ever seen him! It's like he's invisible or something. Oh, and he likes cookies. Don't forget to leave out some cookies. |
249 |
42 |
1.114 |
159.45 — robloxplayer71499 (robloxpl... |
117.47 |
117.47 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 14. |
#4330026 |
I have always thought of Christmastime, when it has come round... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. |
410 |
37 |
1.105 |
166.91 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
119.56 |
119.56 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 15. |
#4330065 |
Oh, Christmas isn't just a day, it's a frame of mind... and that's what's been changing. That's why I'm glad I'm here, maybe I can do something about it. |
153 |
29 |
1.101 |
147.86 — ✔️▄◘🚀!new_luca@y... |
120.47 |
120.47 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 16. |
#0 |
This is a placeholder text. You are seeing it because there are no other texts available for your skill level. Please tell your system administrator to add some texts! |
167 |
13 |
1.097 |
157.14 — (keegant) |
106.87 |
106.87 |
December 28, 2019 |
| 17. |
#4330063 |
You see, Mrs. Walker, this is quite an opportunity for me. For the past 50 years or so I've been getting more and more worried about Christmas. Seems we're all so busy trying to beat the other fellow in making things go faster and look shinier and cost less that Christmas and I are sort of getting lost in the shuffle. |
319 |
20 |
1.096 |
146.77 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
112.56 |
112.56 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 18. |
#4330070 |
Sure thing. My pleasure. Nothing I'd love to do more than deliver what I'm fairly certain can only be a severed head of some kid. |
129 |
64 |
1.093 |
183.74 — カジュアル (kajuaru) |
119.78 |
119.78 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 19. |
#4330071 |
Our cousin told us if we write a letter to Mr. Klaus, he'll make us a toy. He also said to bring you a penny each. It's not a letter if it doesn't have postage, right? |
167 |
38 |
1.091 |
146.91 — (g_fruit) |
118.60 |
118.60 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 20. |
#4330025 |
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach. Oh, tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone! |
273 |
52 |
1.085 |
151.34 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
110.19 |
110.19 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 21. |
#4330067 |
Everyone knew him because, though you see people of his sort only in Narnia, you see pictures of them and hear them talked about even in our world - the world on this side of the wardrobe door. But when you really see them in Narnia it is rather different. Some of the pictures of Father Christmas in our world make him look only funny and jolly. But now that the children actually stood looking at him they didn't find it quite like that. He was so big, and so glad, and so real, that they all became quite still. They felt very glad, but also solemn. |
552 |
19 |
1.082 |
146.56 — (pastashapes) |
110.08 |
110.08 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 22. |
#4330050 |
So this year, for the first time ever, I got Pam in Secret Santa. And I got her this teapot, which I know she really wants, so she can make tea at her desk. But I'm also going to stuff it with some inside jokes. Like, this is my high school yearbook photo. She saw it at the party, and it really makes her laugh. Not sure why. What else... ooh. This is a hot sauce packet. She put this on a hot dog a couple years ago because she thought it was ketchup. And it was really funny, so I kept the other two. This pencil would take a little too long to explain, so I won't. And this is the card. Because Christmas is the time to tell people how you feel. |
649 |
25 |
1.082 |
161.83 — robloxplayer71499 (robloxpl... |
119.46 |
119.46 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 23. |
#4330052 |
See, that's what Christmas is all about to me, is when you see someone open a gift and you think, "Man, I wish I got that." I mean, that's just such a great feeling, to watch other people envying a gift that you gave to somebody else. I don't know, it's just... I don't know, just makes you kind of feel good. |
309 |
51 |
1.082 |
152.81 — ✔️▄◘🚀!new_luca@y... |
120.21 |
120.21 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 24. |
#4330074 |
He knows. He sees everything, you know. Every mischief, prank, and dirty deed. He keeps a list, the naughty list, he calls it. Trust me. You do not want to be on the naughty list. So, do you still want to throw that snowball? I didn't think so. |
244 |
39 |
1.078 |
138.24 — (pastashapes) |
113.22 |
113.22 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 25. |
#4330056 |
Every year, I give Leslie the same present I give everyone - a crisp 20 dollar bill. And every year, she gets me... something thoughtful and personal; it makes me furious. |
171 |
50 |
1.075 |
177.66 — (keegant) |
112.28 |
112.28 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 26. |
#4330051 |
Okay, everybody listen up! It is time to get your presents, wrap them, and place them under the tree like so. If you do not get your present wrapped and under the tree within the next five minutes you will be disqualified from Secret Santa. All right? |
251 |
63 |
1.075 |
158.80 — ✔️▄◘🚀!new_luca@y... |
109.06 |
109.06 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 27. |
#4330008 |
One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess created in the living room on Christmas day. Don't clean it up too quickly. |
132 |
68 |
1.075 |
175.03 — (mononym_jisoo) |
120.56 |
120.56 |
December 24, 2019 |
| 28. |
#4330057 |
Dear Santa, I've been good all year. Most of the time. Once in a while. Nevermind, I'll buy my own stuff. |
105 |
42 |
1.074 |
178.88 — (keegant) |
120.98 |
120.98 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 29. |
#4330011 |
He took the Who's feast, he took the Who pudding, he took the roast beast. He cleaned out that ice box as quick as a flash. Why, the Grinch even took their last can of Who hash. |
177 |
63 |
1.067 |
178.67 — ⛧🦇🎃💀🎃🦇⛧ ... |
115.03 |
115.03 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 30. |
#4330016 |
The light of the Christmas star to you. The warmth of home and hearth to you. The cheer and goodwill of friends to you. The hope of a child-like heart to you. The joy of a thousand angels to you. The love of the Son and God's peace to you. |
239 |
47 |
1.066 |
183.01 — (keegant) |
111.14 |
111.14 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 31. |
#4330002 |
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. |
98 |
72 |
1.059 |
182.04 — (mononym_jisoo) |
121.98 |
121.98 |
December 24, 2019 |
| 32. |
#4330091 |
My hands were all shaky, my face had gone pale. A letter from Santa just arrived in the mail! It was hand-written in old-fashioned ink pen. It was handsomely printed and dated twelve ten. "Dear Calvin," it said, "I'm writing because this year I've repealed my naughty or nice laws. So now, I urge you: Be vulgar and crude! I like it when children are boorish and rude! I'm changing the rules! The bad girls and boys will be, from now on, the ones who get toys! Good little kids make me sick, it's no joke." |
506 |
2 |
1.056 |
118.07 — (poem) |
92.86 |
92.86 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 33. |
#4330000 |
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. |
98 |
135 |
1.055 |
178.97 — (keegant) |
131.06 |
117.89 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 34. |
#4330069 |
Here, let me help you out. You're a postman in Smeerensburg, which is an island cut off from the world, frigid cold, angry, violent neighbors, and this is home now. Are we starting to connect the dots? |
201 |
34 |
1.055 |
193.02 — カジュアル (kajuaru) |
110.24 |
110.24 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 35. |
#4330103 |
These are the best sugar cookies! This recipe makes a simple, versatile vanilla sugar cookie; the dough is easy to roll and to work with and doesn't spread when baking, so your cookies will always have sharp, defined edges! The ingredients for sugar cookies are: 1 cup of unsalted butter softened to room temperature, 1 cup of sugar, 1 1/2 teaspoons of vanilla extract, 1 large egg, 2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour, 3/4 teaspoons of baking powder, and 3/4 teaspoons of salt. The ingredients for the frosting are: 3 cups of powdered sugar, sifted, 3-4 tablespoons of milk, 2 tablespoons of light corn syrup, and 1/2 teaspoons of vanilla extract. Instructions: Step 1: Combine butter and sugar in the bowl of a stand mixer, or in a large bowl and use an electric hand mixer, and beat until creamy and well-combined. Step 2: Add egg and vanilla extract and beat until completely combined. Step 3: In a separate, medium-sized bowl, whisk together flour, baking powder, and salt. Step 4: Gradually add dry ingredients into wet until completely combined. Step 5: Lay out a large piece of plastic wrap and transfer approximately half of the dough onto the wrap. The dough will be quite sticky at this point, that's OK!. Step 6: Cover with clear wrap and mold into a disk. Repeat with remaining cookie dough in another piece of cling wrap. Transfer dough to refrigerator and chill for at least 2-3 hours. Step 7: Once dough has finished chilling, preheat oven to 350F and line a baking sheet with parchment paper. Set aside. Step 8: Generously dust a clean surface with flour and deposit one chilled cookie dough disk onto the surface. Lightly flour the dough and roll out to 1/8th of an inch for thinner, crispier cookies or 1/4th of an inch for thicker, softer cookies. Continue to add flour as needed both on top of and beneath the dough so that it doesn't stick. Step 9: Use cookie cutters to cut out shapes and use a spatula to transfer shapes to prepared baking sheet. Step 10: Bake on 350F for 9-10 minutes, or until edges just begin to turn lightly golden brown. Step 11: Allow cookies to cool completely on cookie sheet before moving and frosting. |
2145 |
31 |
1.055 |
140.47 — (keegant) |
103.41 |
103.41 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 36. |
#4330043 |
Nobody spoke for a minute; then Meg said in an altered tone, 'You know the reason Mother proposed not having any presents this Christmas was because it is going to be a hard winter for everyone; and she thinks we ought not to spend money for pleasure, when our men are suffering so in the army. We can't do much, but we can make our little sacrifices, and ought to do it gladly. But I am afraid I don't.' And Meg shook her head, as she thought regretfully of all the pretty things she wanted. |
492 |
25 |
1.053 |
152.33 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
109.73 |
109.73 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 37. |
#4330037 |
Well, it's real good to seeing you all here. As you know, we are all going to put on the Christmas play due to the shortest of time, we'll get right down to work. One of the first things to insure a good performance, is script attention to the director. I'll keep my directions simple. If I point to the right, it means focus attention stage right. If I make a slashing motion across my throat, it means cut the scene short. If I make a revolving motion with my hand, it means pick up the tempo. If I spread my hands apart, it means slow down. It's the spirit of the actors that counts. The interest that they show in their director. Am I right? I said "Am I right"?! |
667 |
12 |
1.052 |
150.13 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
113.02 |
113.02 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 38. |
#4330035 |
Well, considering the fact that we have lost communications with the engineer, we are standing totally exposed on the front of the locomotive, the train appears to be accelerating uncontrollably, and we are rapidly approaching Glacier Gulch, which happens to be the steepest downhill grade in the world! I suggest, we all hold on... tightly! |
341 |
31 |
1.051 |
149.46 — robloxplayer71499 (robloxpl... |
107.33 |
107.33 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 39. |
#3551000 |
Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot, but the Grinch - who lived just north of Whoville - did not. The Grinch hated Christmas; the whole Christmas season. Oh, please don't ask why, no one quite knows the reason. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right. But I think that the most likely reason of all... may have been that his heart was 2 sizes too small. |
429 |
142 |
1.048 |
182.02 — (sidd_) |
139.60 |
126.37 |
December 22, 2019 |
| 40. |
#4330001 |
My idea of Christmas, whether old-fashioned or modern, is very simple: loving others. Come to think of it, why do we have to wait for Christmas to do that? |
155 |
46 |
1.047 |
177.31 — (keegant) |
115.63 |
115.63 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 41. |
#4330059 |
Santa Claus has the right idea. Only visit people once a year. |
62 |
65 |
1.044 |
198.66 — カジュアル (kajuaru) |
122.52 |
122.52 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 42. |
#4330066 |
She calls herself the Queen of Narnia though she has no right to be queen at all, and all the Fauns and Dryads and Naiads and Dwarfs and Animals - at least all the good ones - simply hate her. And she can turn people into stone and do all kinds of horrible things. And she has made a magic so that it is always winter in Narnia - always winter, but it never gets to Christmas. And she drives about on a sled, drawn by reindeer, with her wand in her hand and a crown on her head. |
478 |
15 |
1.043 |
140.78 — robloxplayer71499 (robloxpl... |
105.09 |
105.09 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 43. |
#4330107 |
I truly believe that if we keep telling the Christmas story, singing the Christmas songs, and living the Christmas spirit, we can bring joy and happiness and peace to this world. |
178 |
265 |
1.038 |
195.26 — Use an inappropriate name (... |
112.69 |
68.49 |
December 27, 2020 |
| 44. |
#4330039 |
As soon as Marie was alone, she quickly went over to do what was quite properly on her mind and what she could not tell her mother, though she did not know why. Marie still had the wounded Nutcracker wrapped in her handkerchief, and she carried him in her arms. Now she placed him cautiously on the table, unwrapped him softly, softly, and tended to the injuries. Nutcracker was very pale, but he beamed so ruefully and amiably that his smile shot right through her heart. |
472 |
32 |
1.038 |
162.54 — (keegant) |
117.87 |
117.87 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 45. |
#4330022 |
Christmas is a season not only of rejoicing but of reflection. |
62 |
138 |
1.037 |
177.27 — ⛧🦇🎃💀🎃🦇⛧ ... |
125.05 |
109.73 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 46. |
#4330009 |
When we recall Christmas past, we usually find that the simplest things - not the great occasions - give off the greatest glow of happiness. |
140 |
57 |
1.032 |
167.06 — (keegant) |
116.30 |
116.30 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 47. |
#4330007 |
Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas. |
156 |
54 |
1.029 |
177.64 — ⛧🦇🎃💀🎃🦇⛧ ... |
120.85 |
120.85 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 48. |
#4330018 |
Once upon a time, the Reindeer took a running leap and jumped over the Northern Lights. But he jumped too low, and the long fur of his beautiful flowing tail got singed by the rainbow fires of the aurora. To this day the reindeer has no tail to speak of. But he is too busy pulling the Important Sleigh to notice what is lost. And he certainly doesn't complain. |
361 |
52 |
1.028 |
159.46 — (sidd_) |
105.77 |
105.77 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 49. |
#4330076 |
Christmas! Think about it. Every child in town gets up on Christmas morning and finds a brand new toy waiting for them by the fireplace. We can make the holiday even more magical! Think of the joy! Think of the happiness! Think of those happy little faces, huh? |
261 |
25 |
1.026 |
129.41 — ✔️▄◘🚀!new_luca@y... |
111.63 |
111.63 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 50. |
#4330020 |
There is something about Christmas that requires a rug rat. Little kids make Christmas fun. I wonder if I could rent one for the holidays. When I was tiny we would buy a real tree and stay up late drinking hot chocolate and finding just the right place for the special decorations. It seems like my parents gave up the magic when I figured out the Santa lie. Maybe I shouldn't have told them I knew where the presents really came from. It broke their heart. |
457 |
36 |
1.022 |
167.15 — (sidd_) |
107.16 |
107.16 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 51. |
#4330082 |
I'm not supposed to spend this money. It's 20 dollars from shoveling snow in a jar in our garage where my older brother can't find it. So you can give this to Mr. Duncan, the hospital needs it more than I do. Besides, I'm probably gonna spend it on stuff that will rot my teeth and my mind. |
290 |
1 |
1.021 |
109.09 — (poem) |
109.09 |
109.09 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 52. |
#4330041 |
Jo was the first to wake in the gray dawn of Christmas morning. No stockings hung at the fireplace, and for a moment she felt as much disappointed as she did long ago, when her little sock fell down because it was crammed so full of goodies. Then she remembered her mother's promise and, slipping her hand under her pillow, drew out a little crimson covered book. She knew it very well, for it was that beautiful old story of the best life ever lived, and Jo felt that it was a true guidebook for any pilgrim going on a long journey. She woke Meg with a 'Merry Christmas,' and bade her see what was under her pillow. A green covered book appeared, with the same picture inside, and a few words written by their mother, which made their one present very precious in their eyes. |
776 |
13 |
1.017 |
158.06 — (keegant) |
126.09 |
126.09 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 53. |
#4330014 |
Christmas Eve is my favorite... I think the anticipation is more fun than anything else. I kind of lost that. The idea that something - food, traditions, an arbitrary date on the calendar - can be special because we decide it should be. We make it special. Not just for ourselves, but for others. |
296 |
47 |
1.016 |
167.40 — (sidd_) |
107.32 |
107.32 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 54. |
#4330031 |
He had a broad face and a little round belly that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, and filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight - "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" |
682 |
12 |
1.010 |
142.79 — Discord Bot: tinyurl.com/Ty... |
93.51 |
93.51 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 55. |
#4330045 |
Have a holly, jolly Christmas, it's the best time of the year. I don't know if there'll be snow, but have a cup of cheer. Have a holly, jolly Christmas, and when you walk down the street, say hello to friends you know and everyone you meet. Oh, ho the mistletoe, hung where you can see. Somebody waits for you, kiss her once for me. Have a holly, jolly Christmas, and in case you didn't hear, oh by golly have a holly jolly Christmas this year! |
444 |
35 |
1.009 |
140.04 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
107.78 |
107.78 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 56. |
#4330030 |
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap. |
406 |
28 |
1.003 |
144.18 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
109.52 |
109.52 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 57. |
#4330040 |
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. "It's so dreadful to be poor!" sighed Meg, looking down at her old dress. "I don't think it's fair for some girls to have plenty of pretty things, and other girls nothing at all," added little Amy, with an injured sniff. |
304 |
30 |
1.002 |
150.83 — robloxplayer71499 (robloxpl... |
108.44 |
108.44 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 58. |
#4330006 |
The reality of loving God is loving him like he's a Superhero who actually saved you from stuff rather than a Santa Claus who merely gave you some stuff. |
153 |
55 |
1.001 |
148.36 — (keegant) |
103.87 |
103.87 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 59. |
#4330098 |
This is my Christmas list. Can you believe this is costing me $2.40 to send? At this price, all I can say is that Santa better read it darn carefully. Last year I didn't even get half of what I wanted. |
201 |
1 |
1.000 |
97.97 — N (natejam) |
97.97 |
97.97 |
December 23, 2020 |
| 60. |
#4330142 |
I'm a keyboard warrior behind the screen, getting typy, sadly, I beg a man please try 1v1 me, you'll see this hand ting go fastly, when I win this duel I'm happy, he didn't catch me this time, he didn't go back gladly, log on, spot Dessle, and get T-baggy, it's christmas, I can't type my hands are frosty. Switch, you don't wanna see me switch, out the switches with the apple magic, if I lose it's gonna get tragic, Pasta is a Typeracer addict. |
446 |
65 |
0.992 |
152.29 — (pastashapes) |
88.13 |
88.13 |
January 1, 2021 |
| 61. |
#4330017 |
Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream. Inside, the fireplace is brightly lit, and the Yule log crackles with orange and crimson sparks. There's a steaming mug in your hands, warming your fingers. There's a friend seated across from you in the cozy chair, warming your heart. There is mystery unfolding. |
363 |
29 |
0.984 |
150.41 — ⛧🦇🎃💀🎃🦇⛧ ... |
110.00 |
110.00 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 62. |
#4330046 |
The minstrels played their Christmas tune tonight beneath my cottage-eaves. While smitten by a lofty moon, the encircling laurels, thick with leaves have back a rich and dazzling sheen that overpowered their natural green. Through hill and valley every breeze had sunk to rest with folded wings. Keen was the air, but could not freeze, nor check the music of the strings. So stout and hardy were the band that scraped the chords with strenuous hand. And who but listened, till was paid, respect to every inmate's claim. The greeting given, the music played in honor of each household name. Duly pronounced with lusty call, And "Merry Christmas" wished to all. |
659 |
7 |
0.979 |
143.39 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
122.11 |
122.11 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 63. |
#4330061 |
On Christmas Eve, Harry went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all. When he woke early in the morning, however, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed. |
252 |
25 |
0.975 |
147.90 — ✔️▄◘🚀!new_luca@y... |
112.39 |
112.39 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 64. |
#4330015 |
I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas, as if whatever it was the pine boughs and the candles and the silver and gilt-ribboned presents and the birch-log fires and the Christmas turkey and the carols at the piano promised never came to pass. |
292 |
38 |
0.974 |
149.00 — yay (vfctyrant) |
103.81 |
103.81 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 65. |
#4330062 |
Harry had never in all his life had such a Christmas dinner. A hundred fat, roast turkeys; mountains of roast and boiled potatoes; platters of chipolatas; tureens of buttered peas, silver boats of thick, rich gravy and cranberry sauce - and stacks of wizard crackers every few feet along the table. |
298 |
18 |
0.971 |
184.78 — カジュアル (kajuaru) |
109.85 |
109.85 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 66. |
#4330077 |
Life went on. And Smeerensburg continued to change for the better. Poetic, don't you think? And as for Alva and I, what did you expect? Of course she loved me. Every year, come the Christmas season, the letters started pouring in. More and more each time, and from farther away. We did have to expand the operation, just like we had planned. More children, more toys, more towns. The years went by, each better than the last. And then, on the 12th year, I looked for him everywhere. I asked everyone, and we just couldn't find him. No goodbye, no explanation, nothing. It was as if he had just faded away. What happened to him after that, how, why, I can't even begin to comprehend. I stopped trying to make sense of it a long time ago. What I do know is that once a year... I get to see my friend. |
798 |
9 |
0.971 |
124.17 — (g_fruit) |
107.51 |
107.51 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 67. |
#4330032 |
Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot... But the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville, Did NOT! The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. But I think that the most likely reason of all, May have been that his heart was two sizes too small. |
430 |
18 |
0.968 |
142.81 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
106.51 |
106.51 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 68. |
#4330048 |
Dear Bear. Get up! Mouse shouts in his ear. 'We won't let you sleep through Christmas this year.' Bear's friends are determined that he's awake for Christmas and they get him up from his hibernation on Christmas Eve. Bear is excited to experience the holiday with his friends and tries very hard to stay awake, helping to find the right Christmas tree, making mint tea and singing carols. Finally, though, it's his friends who have fallen asleep - and Bear Stays Up! He makes food and presents for his friends, not noticing that Father Christmas has also come to visit. Christmas morning dawns bright and happy for all! |
619 |
11 |
0.966 |
142.73 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
125.37 |
125.37 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 69. |
#4330028 |
There never was such a goose. Bob said he didn't believe there ever was such a goose cooked. Its tenderness and flavor, size and cheapness, were the themes of universal admiration. Eked out by apple-sauce and mashed potatoes, it was a sufficient dinner for the whole family; indeed, as Mrs. Cratchit said with great delight (surveying one small atom of a bone upon the dish), they hadn't ate it all at last! |
407 |
17 |
0.964 |
139.47 — ✔️▄◘🚀!new_luca@y... |
102.34 |
102.34 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 70. |
#4330013 |
I truly believe that if we keep telling the Christmas story, singing the Christmas songs, and living the Christmas spirit, we can bring joy and happiness and peace to this world. |
178 |
173 |
0.962 |
188.64 — Shoemaker-Levy 9 (atthetop) |
90.23 |
61.94 |
December 29, 2019 |
| 71. |
#4330068 |
Here he suddenly looked less grave - "Here is something for the moment for you all!" and he brought out a large tray containing five cups and saucers, a bowl of lump sugar, a jug of cream, and a great big teapot all sizzling and piping hot. Then he cried out "Merry Christmas! Long live the true King!" and cracked his whip, and he and the reindeer and the sled and all were out of sight before anyone realized that they had started. |
433 |
10 |
0.959 |
122.53 — hey everyone :) (razertypist) |
104.20 |
104.20 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 72. |
#4330047 |
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas to-night! Christmas in lands of the fir-tree and pine, Christmas in lands of the palm-tree and vine, Christmas where snow-peaks stand solemn and white, Christmas where corn-fields lie sunny and bright, Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas to-night! Christmas where children are hopeful and gay, Christmas where old men are patient and gray, Christmas where peace, like a dove in its flight, Broods o'er brave men in the thick of the fight; Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight! |
513 |
9 |
0.959 |
150.68 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
98.16 |
98.16 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 73. |
#4330033 |
Bless this highly nutritious, microwaveable macaroni and cheese dinner, and the people who sold it on sale. Amen. |
113 |
51 |
0.952 |
205.02 — (shazman) |
113.03 |
113.03 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 74. |
#4330021 |
"Christmas ought to be brought up to date," Maria said. "It ought to have gangsters, and aeroplanes and a lot of automatic pistols." |
132 |
72 |
0.950 |
162.73 — ⛧🦇🎃💀🎃🦇⛧ ... |
112.69 |
112.69 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 75. |
#4330042 |
There never was such a Christmas dinner as they had that day. The fat turkey was a sight to behold, when Hannah sent him up, stuffed, browned, and decorated. So was the plum pudding, which melted in one's mouth, likewise the jellies, in which Amy reveled like a fly in a honeypot. Everything turned out well, which was a mercy, Hannah said, "For my mind was that flustered, Mum, that it's a miracle I didn't roast the pudding, and stuff the turkey with raisins, let alone bilin' of it in a cloth." |
497 |
17 |
0.949 |
149.29 — (keegant) |
103.74 |
103.74 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 76. |
#4330005 |
Oh look, yet another Christmas TV special! How touching to have the meaning of Christmas brought to us by Cola, fast food, and beer.... Who'd have ever guessed that product consumption, popular entertainment, and spirituality would mix so harmoniously? |
252 |
29 |
0.947 |
128.92 — (keegant) |
85.16 |
85.16 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 77. |
#4330055 |
This is me and my family celebrating Pennsylvania Dutch Christmas in 1982 on the farm. There's me and my brother Jeb breaking the ceremonial pig rib. He doesn't come back for Christmas anymore. The sepia tint is from an app on my phone. - This is the same photo, matrix style. |
276 |
27 |
0.943 |
127.36 — (g_fruit) |
108.76 |
108.76 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 78. |
#4330084 |
On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me three French hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree. |
122 |
1 |
0.942 |
115.07 — Falcon467 (falcon467) |
115.07 |
115.07 |
December 20, 2020 |
| 79. |
#4330064 |
Your Honor, every one of these letters is addressed to Santa Claus. The Post Office has delivered them. Therefore the Post Office Department, a branch of the Federal Governent, recognizes this man Kris Kringle to be the one and only Santa Claus. |
245 |
36 |
0.922 |
131.72 — (g_fruit) |
102.99 |
102.99 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 80. |
#4330029 |
Heaped up on the floor, to form a kind of throne, were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking-pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chestnuts, cherry-cheeked apples, juicy oranges, luscious pears, immense twelfth-cakes, and seething bowls of punch, that made the chamber dim with their delicious steam. In easy state upon this couch, there sat a jolly Giant, glorious to see; who bore a glowing torch, in shape not unlike Plenty's horn, and held it up, high up, to shed its light on Scrooge, as he came peeping round the door. |
604 |
9 |
0.920 |
151.62 — (keegant) |
110.71 |
110.71 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 81. |
#4330038 |
Lucy: "Don't worry. I'll be there to help you. I'll meet you at the auditorium. Incidentally, I know how you feel about all this Christmas business. Getting depressed in all that. It happens to me every year. I never get what I really want. I always get a lot of stupid toys and a bicycle or clothes or something like that." Charlie Brown: "So what is it you want?" Lucy: "Real estate." |
386 |
24 |
0.909 |
139.21 — Discord Bot: tinyurl.com/Ty... |
96.79 |
96.79 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 82. |
#4330078 |
Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals! |
35 |
85 |
0.903 |
136.96 — (zambricks) |
93.13 |
93.13 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 83. |
#4330027 |
Holly, mistletoe, red berries, ivy, turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, meat, pigs, sausages, oysters, pies, puddings, fruit, and punch, all vanished instantly. |
162 |
29 |
0.903 |
180.42 — (shazman) |
84.80 |
84.80 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 84. |
#4330023 |
'TwaZZ_ the n i g h t before C.H.R.I.S.T.M.A.S, when allllllllllllllll through the h0us3, nawt a cr3a7ur3 was stlrrlng, not even a %MousE%!!! The [STOCKINGS] were --hung-- by the (c)(h)(i)(m)(n)(e)(y) with care <3, in hopez that St. N-i-c-h-o-l-a-s s00n wud be there....... The ***children*** were -nestled- a11 snUg in their {beds}, while visionss of ~-= sugar-plums =-~ danced in <<their heads>>. AnD mAmmA In hEr 'kErchIEf, & I In my cAp, had |JUST| settled our #brains for a long long long long long long Winter's Nap. |
522 |
204 |
0.898 |
146.33 — (joshua728) |
89.05 |
75.48 |
December 28, 2019 |
| 85. |
#4330049 |
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave a luster of midday to objects below. When what to my wondering eyes did appear, but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer. With a little old driver so lively and quick, I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" |
737 |
15 |
0.880 |
129.22 — Technology (potus_donaldtrump) |
109.17 |
109.17 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 86. |
#4330054 |
I've been here eighteen years and have suffered through some weird thematic Christmases. A Honolulu Christmas, a Pulp Fiction Christmas, a Muslim Christmas, Moroccan Christmas. Mo-rocca Christmas. I don't want it. Christmas is Christmas is Christmas is Christmas. |
263 |
32 |
0.873 |
130.72 — robloxplayer71499 (robloxpl... |
103.21 |
103.21 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 87. |
#4330019 |
There are some wonderful aspects to Christmas. It's magical. And each year, from at least November, well, September, well, if I'm honest, May, I look forward to it hugely. |
171 |
49 |
0.872 |
152.54 — (keegant) |
96.61 |
96.61 |
December 23, 2019 |
| 88. |
#4330053 |
Santa... wonderful tradition. Everybody loves Santa. Everybody can't get enough of the jolly old man. But that is a myth, because you know what, he is not necessarily a big fat guy with a beard. He's not necessarily an old guy. No one knows what the real Santa Claus. Well, this year's gonna be different. We're gonna have fun. It's not gonna be tacky. It's going to be, you know what, the food is going to be austere. It is not going to be tacky, deli platter food. It's not gonna have a big, fat, gross Santa Claus. It's gonna be cool, sleek Santa. |
550 |
7 |
0.846 |
131.70 — (keegant) |
103.33 |
103.33 |
December 19, 2020 |
| 89. |
#4330101 |
Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas. |
156 |
280 |
0.836 |
154.71 — so be it (despot) |
66.52 |
41.32 |
December 21, 2020 |
| 90. |
#3551002 |
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch; you're a nasty wasty skunk. Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch. The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk!" |
226 |
27 |
0.814 |
124.63 — (jlachney) |
57.69 |
57.69 |
December 24, 2019 |
| 91. |
#4330024 |
.hgiels nepo esroh-eno a ni edir ot si ti nuf tahw hO !yaw eht lla elgniJ ,slleb elgnij ,slleb elgniJ .thginot gnos gnihgiels a gnis dna edir ot si ti nuf tahW .thgirb stirips gnikaM .gnir liat-bob no slleB .yaw eht lla gnihguaL .og ew sdleif eht revO .hgiels nepo esroh-eno a nI .wons eht hguorht gnihsaD |
305 |
282 |
0.792 |
144.48 — (shazman) |
103.43 |
84.67 |
December 31, 2019 |
| 92. |
#4330106 |
.ti tuoba gnihtemos od nac I ebyam ,ereh m'I dalg m'I yhw s'tahT .gnignahc neeb s'tahw s'taht dna ...dnim fo emarf a s'ti ,yad a tsuj t'nsi samtsirhC ,hO |
153 |
46 |
0.786 |
109.86 — (zak389) |
73.46 |
73.46 |
December 24, 2020 |
| 93. |
#4330105 |
.seikooc emos tuo evael ot tegrof t'noD .seikooc sekil eh dna ,hO .gnihtemos ro elbisivni s'eh ekil s'tI !mih nees reve sah eno oN .gnipeels er'uoy nehw semoc ylno eH !syot htiw meht llif lliw sualK .rM ,eltnam eht no gnignah skcos ruoy evael uoy fI |
249 |
48 |
0.765 |
102.90 — Ronish Singh (razorlemon2) |
71.72 |
71.72 |
December 24, 2020 |
| 94. |
#4330104 |
.yltnatsni dehsinav lla ,hcnup dna ,tiurf ,sgniddup ,seip ,sretsyo ,segasuas ,sgip ,taem ,nwarb ,yrtluop ,emag ,eseeg ,syekrut ,yvi ,seirreb der ,eoteltsim ,ylloH |
162 |
42 |
0.689 |
105.73 — Ronish Singh (razorlemon2) |
63.61 |
63.61 |
December 24, 2020 |