Monday, June 6, 2011

This is where you get off



It's very kind of you to offer me a ride to my heaven, Santa.

Any time, friend. It's hectic up here. Things get mixed up all the time.

I guess they weren't expecting me.

No, I'm sure they weren't. But I called over there myself and straightened everything out. They're rounding up your virgins as we speak.

Excellent. I can hardly wait. Are we almost there?

We're very close.

That looks like the ocean down there.

Doesn't it though?

Are you sure we're going the right way?

Absolutely. In fact, this is where you get off, asshole.



So far, I don't care much for heaven.

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