CoinDaddy - The Night Before Cryptmas (A Bitcoin Holiday Story) HD

Ho-Ho-Hodl Everyone! Merry Cryptmas 2017. This is a story very close to my heart and it can be found in the description. Gather your loved ones close and enjoy! If you like content like this please support on Patreon. https://www.patreon.com/realcoindaddy The Night Before Cryptmas By CoinDaddy It was the night before Cryptmas and all through the house. The family members were gathered around the laptop. “You said it would go up!” The mother screamed her voice shrill “Be patient it’s a dip. This thing is legit” The son began to sweat. His palms dripped wet with fear. Was this the end? Was this the year of the bears? Okay we’re going to bed now. His mother proclaimed. Her sheer dress revealed a bush, messy and untamed. The boy turned to his father. Papa. Papa Songs. Do you think Toney Clause will come and rescue the longs? That’s a good question. The father proclaimed. Perhaps if you leave his favorite snack he may come. An eighth of Cocaine. With that Papa Jimmy kissed his son goodnight and headed upstairs. Leaving the young boy alone and scared. As he sat by the fire, he did the most peculiar thing. He molded and shaped a mountain of cocaine. “This will bring Toney Clause!” the boy squealed with glee. He really needed a green candle to save his money. He left his laptop on, logged into bitmex, he put his two factor on top of the desk. With that he closed his eyes, warm with hope, would Toney Clause come in his Magic Lambo? Hours went by and there was not a peep in the house. But far in the distance a voice could be made out. “Ohhh fuck man I have to do this shit on Christmas? I’m just trying to fuck crypto THOTs in Bogota man, why did I sign up for this shit AHHH!” It was Toney Clause racing across the sky. His magic lambo revved as he flyed. The license plate said ANALYSS indicating to everyone that his Analysis was the best. “Okay so I have to fucking rescue the longs now. Oh god. Always Toney Clause this. Toney Clause that. I just need to get my 100 bitcoins and I’m fucking out man, like that.” And with that Toney Clause found a very particular house that he was attracted to so he swiftly and gingerly parked his Magic Lambo right on the roof of this house “Oh shit this thing is gonna scrape man its too low.” Tone began to wiggle and jiggle his way down the chimmney. *sturggling noises* “Man this crypto. I got to work out more.” After many minutes of struggle, visualization, and positive self belief Toney Clause wiggled his way into the home of the young boy. “Oh man, okay, this place is fucking beautiful. They most certainly left me a Toney snack somewhere here.” His eyes scanned the room. Hungry with thirst. Then he saw it. His heart could just burst. A mountain of Cocaine. Toney Clause’s favorite thing. This was the best Christmas ever. A white Christmas indeed. He began to snort. And snort he began. He kept snorting and snorting as his pupils expand. Whats this? A note? But who was it from? A young boy sleeping. Wh