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| Ho, ho, ho...Merrrrry Christmas....ho, ho, ho. | |
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| Hey Santa...I think we better have a little talk. | |
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| Christ...Jesus Christ...you know, the reason for the season. Now best step off you commercized buffoon, Christmas is -my- turf. | |
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| Oh yeah, you and what army? You cant even move your hands, they're nailed to a timber. | |
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| I don't need hands to kick your ass, now get going before I shove this cross up your ass! | |
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