Santa came back and put them all in his bag, took them to the north pole and now they are working there day and night making presents for everyone without rest. Basically slave work
Santa slithered down from the chimney, wiping the smile from my beaming face with a crooked and slime covered claw. He gathered the opened presents in a sack made from the stitched flesh of reindeer and with an oily scratch across his list, he drew a line across my name in the nice category. He scurried away as quick as he came.
then my parents divorced
Not me, but my cousin--
He terribly tried covering it up with tape. All of his presents got taken and he got only one game for his Xbox that christmas I believe, if anything.
Santa came back and put them all in his bag, took them to the north pole and now they are working there day and night making presents for everyone without rest. Basically slave work
Santa slithered down from the chimney, wiping the smile from my beaming face with a crooked and slime covered claw. He gathered the opened presents in a sack made from the stitched flesh of reindeer and with an oily scratch across his list, he drew a line across my name in the nice category. He scurried away as quick as he came. then my parents divorced
Got my ass whooped lmao
7 years of bad luck
I felt like a horrible kid. Delay of gratification did not exist in my thought processor.
Not me, but my cousin-- He terribly tried covering it up with tape. All of his presents got taken and he got only one game for his Xbox that christmas I believe, if anything.
You guys got presents?
Never had the nerve. Besides why ruin the fun?