I'm a good boy. I'm a good boy. I'm a good boy. This better be worth it...
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Name: Ranger
Alias(es): "Good boy," "Bubby"
Booked: 20 DEC 2017
Charges:
One count, impersonating a reindeer
One count, theft of property (Christmas scarf)
Please remit reward to family cat.
Alias(es): "Good boy," "Bubby"
Booked: 20 DEC 2017
Charges:
One count, impersonating a reindeer
One count, theft of property (Christmas scarf)
Please remit reward to family cat.
Dark Squiggle
Troubadour
the eyes, the very eyes!
This one's for my buddy SP. Caption this:
pmmg
Myth Weaver
If I close my eyes, and remain very still, no one will see me.
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"...and then I was like, dude, if we open the catnip in this closet where there's no air circulation..."
CupofJoe
Myth Weaver
Ehhh.... What's up Doc?
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Orc Knight
Auror
This was not how Santa Clause expected the night to go, Satan not being known for being a casual stocking stuffer. So resolved, he pulled his piece and was determined to set things to right.
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Santa had suffered many indignities in his centuries of life, but when the Sorting Sock tried to put him in house Slytherin he'd had quite enough.
It was then Santa realized Mrs. Claus did know what had happened between him and Cindy-Lou in gift wrapping...
Or... to be more clear....
It was then Santa realized Mrs Clause knew her stocking wasn't the only one he'd been stuffing this Christmas....
Or... to be more clear....
It was then Santa realized Mrs Clause knew her stocking wasn't the only one he'd been stuffing this Christmas....
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"Hands up!"
^^^ lol. That was legit funny.
pmmg
Myth Weaver
I don't get it, says Santa. I trained with the gun, why didn't it work?
pmmg
Myth Weaver
Both Santa and the snake looked down. The gun had gone off, there was no denying it. Someone was trying to kill someone else. The only question remaining was who would succeed.
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pmmg
Myth Weaver
And last,
Santa's fired the warning shot, not realizing that the bed was in fact occupied. Sadly, there would be no need for the toy train now.
Santa's fired the warning shot, not realizing that the bed was in fact occupied. Sadly, there would be no need for the toy train now.
![Image from page 57 of St. Nicholas [serial] (1873).jpg](https://mythicscribes.com/community/data/attachments/1/1423-8c5fee2295d1ba0137b21b1cfcde3960.jpg "Image from page 57 of St. Nicholas [serial] (1873).jpg")
Billy and his buddies were turned into centaurs after being bitten by a radioactive horse. Now they were on a quest to become the weirdest-looking chimeric creatures around.
pmmg
Myth Weaver
Its at times like these that Mary wishes she had stayed out of the stables.
^^^
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“Lordy, I hope that boy breaks a leg so we can put him down.”