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| Christmas used to be boring before I, Lord Cthulhu, broke free from R'lyeh and conquered the North Pole... | |
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| Ho ho ho! Have you been a good boy, Timmy? How would you like a choo-choo? | |
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| My name's Abdul. And did you just say Jew-Jew, fat infidel? | |
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| I'm sorry. How about a First Class ticket to Los Angeles and a boxcutter? | |
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| Now you're talking! Allah Akbhar! There is no God but Allah! | |
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| See what I mean? Santa's to blame for terrorism. And you puny humans were blaming the Saudis for all the evil in the world. Shame on you! | |
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