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| Santa, why are you so cold hearted? | |
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| Because you asked me so nicely, Timmy, come with me through the pages of time... | |
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| See this man, twisted and bleeding, gasping out for one tiny drop of mercy in this cold, dark world? | |
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| Oh, no! Is this your -- your daddy? | |
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| No, Timmy, this is you in Iran in twenty years. HO-HO-HO! MERRY CHRISTMAS! | |
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