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| Check my list of Christmas cheer. What have I put down for Brad this year? | |
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| Brad was naughty, Mr. Claus. You've got him down for two used straws. | |
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| That's too good for that stupid git! Make that a barrel of camel spit! | |
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| Or pocket fuzz? Or cans of soup? A flaming bag of reindeer poop! | |
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| A two foot length of copper pipe? A basket full of moldy tripe? | |
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| Perhaps some kind of deadly snake? An anthrax-dusted chocolate cake? | |
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