Me? I plan to do what I've been trying to do for the past 15 years....

/me checks his anti-aircraft guns and high altitude guided missiles (set so they can detect , and track the unique heat signature of 8 reindeer, a few elves, and a big, fat guy)

[ 11-25-2001: Message edited by: Kennatsu ]

Knowing that you're trying to shoot him down, I will forgo my usual attempts to "carjack" the fat guy.

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We were all impressed when Davidson wrote:
Ken your plan is screwed, he has 9.

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Thanks for pointing that out....

/me checks his anti-aircraft guns and high altitude guided missiles (set so they can detect , and track the unique heat signature of 8 reindeer, a few elves, [a warm glowing reindeer nose], and a big, fat guy)

Hold your position Elf One. We need time to get those anxious kids tucked into bed.

Roger Command, we'll do our best; who the hell are they?!

*shrugs, and goes back to his arming laser tripwires, high explosives, and magnetic mines to keep the sleigh on the roof long enough for the explosives to do their job.

U SIT DOWN AND MISSY OOGLY CUK YOU GFINE DINUR

cause me KNOW Ms CLAWS no can CUK DAT WHY SANDY CLAWS ALWAYS EETING COOKIES! Den me feeds him and feeds him til him nice and full den me BOB him on de hed and tie him up in basement

DAT TEECH YOU NO GET ME OASIS HELGA ((OOC:malibu barbie for ogres!))

DUM SANDY CLAWS!

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Khyron wrote, obviously thinking too hard:
Considering the amount of houses out there, the speed at which he'd have to travel to reach them all, I'd say those missiles have maybe a .001 second window of opportunity in which they need to launch, seek out, and impact, before Santa's already a mile away.

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Oooh! Good point, I forgot to take into account the speed he will be going at. That makes it easy.

*prepares to string piano wire webs across Santa's likely flightpaths in a nearby neighborhood where access to some of the roofs is restricted by nearby buildings and trees*

You used to leave out cookies and milk for Santa, didn't you? So did we, but we also left out some carrots and lettuce for Rudolph as well.

So, how did you know Santa had taken the cookies and milk? Well, there weren't any left! But how did you know Rudolph had taken his treats? We found out one Christmas morn...

Well, I don't know how my parents did, nor do I want to know, but on that morning my dad gestured to a huge pile of shit on the fireplace and screamed, "RUDOLPH CAME!"

The scary part is, we all screamed "Yaaaay!" and celebrated that Rudolph had left some shit on our fireplace.

Meeeeemorieeeeeees...

Rudolph is real
and hes PISSED that was just a warning

20years from then .. he may return to finsih the job

Heh my christmas dreams ^_^

and lets not forget for all you parents...you must remember...this could be you. Dont let this happen!

and here is what I plan on doing

My plan

And yet...Jan always got presents. It sucks to know there is no Santa.

Although... I do remember them inviting our village over one time for "Wild Antler"...

Don't get anything on my list. I'll show him.

/em grumbles

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Mr. Parcelan stumbled drunkenly to the keyboard and typed:
The scary part is, we all screamed "Yaaaay!" and celebrated that Rudolph had left some shit on our fireplace.

Meeeeemorieeeeeees...

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that...is exceedingly odd

I knew that was you!

I came down later and always switched them out for cookies, but I never knew who did that!

*gets her sword*

*gates! gates!*

hehehe run i distracted her!

[ 11-27-2001: Message edited by: Nammy the Namtar ]