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Okay. So you are at my stupid Christmas page. Big Whoop. So am I. Wanna cookie? Go talk to Keebler, I am not that kind of Elf! Anyways... Yah. I was a prized cage fighter when Big Red found me. I was making heads roll, making older men cry like a baby, it was just fantastic! And then I was offered some, "Once in a life time opportunity," by this guy in a funky suit. You know me, I am totally into stuff like that. So I took it.

I regret it. I make toys for ungrateful little monsters that drool, pee their pants and don't know how to spell their names. Sounds more like a giant idiot to me! Further more, why do I even care to tell you about me? Because I am nice enough to give you a warning right now, if you cross me, I am going to deck you. Plain and simple!

Anyways. For all you drooling, pants peeing, can't spell your name jerk faces, you want presents, come visit my space and show me who cool you are. If you don't I may have to put you out of weak, inferior misery.

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