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| Where is she going? I have to know. Nobody pulls a sleigh in the middle of June. I'll sneak out the back door and see... | |
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| Ahh, here she is. Are you ready to pull my dark sleigh, my pretty little slave? | |
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| *sob* Yes... I will do what I must... | |
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| Oh no... it can't be... could she really be working for... The Anti-Santa? | |
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