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Playing Call Of Duty right now, almost forgotten of the whole thing but thankfully I didn't. My boss called me and told me to come to work, "Have you lost your mind???" I asked politely, "HAIL no I ain't going back! That place is FUCKED up, yo!" But he told me to not worry because he called the CIA, FBI, the untied states military, Ghostbusters, Santa Clause, yeah, he went completely off the charts with handling this situation. But I went anyways because even though I hated that place and said I'd never go back...I still had deep compressed emotional feelings for the place...I went there and some guys in very polished shoes, vintage looking suits and ties, and sunglasses greeted me with a nod and a teeth filled smile. I was weirded out by that, and with my face still staring at them, I went into my boss's office. He and like ten suited guys in there said at the same time "Have a seat!", so I sat down and I asked "Where's Santa Clause?", one of the guys said "Down the hall and to the left." Then I said ok and looked for him. I found him sitting on a bench, with something in his nose that I'm sure wasn't snow from a sleigh crash or something. I went back and the cop looking like a 70s freak, asked me about the movie theft, but not about the tapes, because I guess for a cop like him, he didn't want any evidence involved in the situation. I told him everything. I told him about the bird, the CDs, everything! Even about my birth. And I'm not going into great detail about THAT, thank you very much. He checked Joe's address and went there, what he saw was horrible. Thousands and thousands of cardinals with their heads chopped off and a house burnt to the ground by an unnatural force. Or maybe someone burnt it down but I'm already fucked due to the fact that even though the cops told me not to mention anything that happened in the store, I'm doing it anyways because FUCK THE POLICE! Anyways I'm gonna go to work now. My boss thinks that some anime kid that he hired is responsible for his ass being injured due to a painful kick in the ass, and the replacement of movies. He asked me to watch and edit some tapes that were somehow recorded by the guy stealing them even though no one saw him put up a camera, and even if we DID see him we would have known by now. He can't watch them himself because he's a fat fuck, so I'm gonna watch them, get a raise, catch the anime kid, end the story, and yeah...that's all, folks!