Forum Game: The stockings were hung by the [chimney] with [care].

[mrultimate]

My name is Vahzilok and I approve of this voraciously!

[houtex]

My name is Wonder Woman, and I approve of this Wonderbra.  It supports me so well, during battle, and I look great too!

/oink, y'all.

[Pengy]

My name is Xuantong Di, and apparently I must approve this Xinhai Revolution.

[Paragon Avenger]

Hey, Boo-Boo, I'm Yogi Bear and I approve of this yummy yellow pic-a-nic basket.

[Paragon Avenger]

But Yogi, you remember what the Ranger said?

[Paragon Avenger]

Ah, fiddle sticks on that old ranger Boo.

[Relitner]

My name is (Lord) Zedd, and I approve this Zord  :P

[Thirty-Seven]

Psst, you win... that means you get to choose a new framework for our next round wit da Alf'bit!

[Paragon Avenger]

By the way, is the secret number 37?

[Paragon Avenger]

OK, as Gru once said, "My turn".

The children were all [snuggled] in bed with visions of [sugarplums] danced in their heads.

The children were all asleep in bed with visions of Atlas Park danced in their heads.

Keep it GP.

[Pengy]

The children were all [bundled] in bed with visions of [Babbage] danced in their heads.

[Blondeshell]

Correcting to the actual verse structure:

The children were [cuddled] all snug in their beds, while visions of [Cthulhu] danced in their heads.

[Pengy]

The children were [dumped] all snug in their in beds, while visions of [Destoroyah] danced in their heads.

[Paragon Avenger]

The children were [excited] all snug in their in beds, while visions of [Eochia] danced in their heads.

[Pengy]

The children were [found] all snug in their in beds, while visions of [Fin Fang Foom] danced in their heads.

[SerialBeggar]

The children were [giddily] all snug in their beds, while visions of [GMs] danced in their heads.

[Paragon Avenger]

The children were [horrified] all snug in their beds, while visions of [Hamidons] danced in their heads.
:D

[Thirty-Seven]

The children were [inebriated] all snug in their beds, while visions of [Ice Mistral] danced in their heads.

By the way, is the secret number 37?

Secret?  Thirty-seven is no secret.  It is a paragon of excellence that is often seen beating up occurrences of the number 42 in dark alleys.

It is sacred, and beyond reproach.

So speaketh the keeper of said number.

[Pengy]

The children were [joined] all snug in their in beds, while visions of [Jurassik] danced in their heads.

[Blondeshell]

The children were [kissed] all snug in their beds, while visions of [Kalinda] danced in their heads.