X-Mas 2005
Jimmy had always wondered if Santa was real. This time he decided to prove it once and for all. Being a scientific kind
of person he set about it scientifically, x-mas eve he set our cookies and milk, laced with rat poison, he put fire crackers
in the fire place, and rigged a lighter to set them off if anything came down the chimney. He sat watch with his BB gun he’d
gotten for x-mas last year. Around 12:00 he heard a noise, he cocked his gun, and took aim hiding behind the coach, the fire
crackers went off as planed, he heard a scream, he then started unloading his bb-gun into the fire place, until a vary mad
Santa came out…
End Number one. Santa Wins
Santa looked around the room, his hateful gaze landed upon Jimmy.
"Jimmy you have been a very, very bad boy this year."
He looked at Jimmy cowering behind the coach, he then pulled a long curved knife out of his belt and advanced on Jimmy.
Who for his part was immobilized with fear. Santa had a grin upon his face and started to whistle her comes Santa. Jimmy couldn’t
scream he tried but he just could not. Poor jimmy. Santa reached out and grabbed him by his neck.
"Now, now jimmy behave."
He pushed the blade in between Jimmy’s ribs, blood oozed out, he dropped Jimmy’s lifeless body to the floor.
Santa turned and picked up his pack and using his Santa magic he flew up and out of the chimney.
End number two Jimmy Wins.
Santa looked around the room, his hateful gaze landed upon Jimmy.
"Jimmy you have been a very, very bad boy this year."
He looked at Jimmy cowering behind the coach. Jimmy leapt into action, he was sick of being called a coward, he’d
have his glory just like in those moves. He quickly loaded his BB gun.
"Now, now jimmy behave. Don’t do anything too rash and I’ll be able to still give you presents."
Jimmy took aim and pulled the trigger, he cocked the gun and fired again right between the eyes, again and again 10 shots
it took before he fell the mighty beast. He let out a yell of triumph, and cut of Santa’s beard and wares it as a trophy.
