Well, it's odd to think that another year's come to an end, and I'm scarcely around these days anyway. Knowing me, my replies might be month in the offing. As 343 GS said in his original line when meeting Master Chief, how unfortunate.

Anyway, here goes, although it's the first day...

On the 12th day of Christmas an AI sent to me
Twelve hippos a-hiding' (wink-wink, Matt Soell)
Eleven lifepods launching
Ten warthogs jumping
Nine elites WORT-WORT-WORTing
Eight jackals pointing
Seven grunts screaming
Six snipers shooting
Five banshees
Four beam rifles
Three magnums
Two frag grenades
And a Ling-Ling 'bout to crack free!

Merry Christmas, to anyone who's around to see this!