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Latest revision as of 22:00, 15 February 2023
It was a Christmas Eve, and I woke up to get a drink at night. When I entered the kitchen, I heard a scratching from the Fireplace, assuming it was just Birds, I went back to my room, and fell asleep. I heard a loud crash, as if pots fell on the floor, and went to investigate. I entered the kitchen, and saw a fat man in a red suit. "S-Santa?" I stammered, confused, "No. I AM SANTA KLAWZ" The man said, spinning around, revealing that he had dark green skin, large tusks protruding from his mouth, was like 7 Feet Tall, and hade a large gun mad of scrap metal tat looed lie it would explode if fired. I ran upstairs, grabbed my Nuke, and detonated it, I was killed, but so was Santa Klawz.
Credited to stormaster
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