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Re: ASK SANTA! MAKE YOUR WISHES COME TRUE!
Sweet Mary! You're confused. Jesus was conceived out of the necessity to give reason to all the gore and perceived random chaos that ruled the world. He was conjured to control the growing teenage mind and to keep it in your infantile state. Our friend Mr. Undy-Dundy was conceived by a biological act of dominating power to control the thoughts of a nation and to keep them happy in their misery - a very oriental way of doing things. Now the followers of these happy fellows identify with them and think that they share the power of the leader and give him their love and devotion. They channel this love to outsource their hunger to dominate others.
You're confused by all this. Ok, I admit, I was also conceived to control the minds of children to be nice and not naughty. But I deliver some actual bright things of plastic. I reflect the happiness of seeing others enjoy what we can give. Instead of promises, I give plastic toys. My power is not in the breaking of walls but in letting go of things. A God can easily die for anyone as he knows he can reconstruct himself. Jesus chose this easy way when he gave his life in subsequent self-glorification. He glorified him in himself and straightway glorified him. Much like Mr. Undies here. You might be right about the blood sugar. I'm mixing these two up. It is a greater deed to buy a nice cup of coffee and offer it to a stranger or to a friend.
You're confused but you're not very naughty. Your chimney is well-kept and of suitable diameter. I'm going to deliver you a nice cup of coffee for Christmas. Not because of those nice chim-chimeney-chimenee things but because I can and because while you don't believe in me you still talk to me. I'd give it regardless, of course.
Btw, I don't like Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer song. He was an awful leader when he was pulling my sleigh. Much too smug. Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen are also long gone. I loved them. I loved Rudolf, too, actually. Just don't like the song. Perfectly normal. The nose. It was. Rosita leads the pack now and she's awesome. When her time comes, she's willing to give her body to the elfs as a roast. They'll eat her for remembrance of the good work she did for you all. I hope this helps, dear!
Originally posted by Mary Etheldreda
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You're confused by all this. Ok, I admit, I was also conceived to control the minds of children to be nice and not naughty. But I deliver some actual bright things of plastic. I reflect the happiness of seeing others enjoy what we can give. Instead of promises, I give plastic toys. My power is not in the breaking of walls but in letting go of things. A God can easily die for anyone as he knows he can reconstruct himself. Jesus chose this easy way when he gave his life in subsequent self-glorification. He glorified him in himself and straightway glorified him. Much like Mr. Undies here. You might be right about the blood sugar. I'm mixing these two up. It is a greater deed to buy a nice cup of coffee and offer it to a stranger or to a friend.
You're confused but you're not very naughty. Your chimney is well-kept and of suitable diameter. I'm going to deliver you a nice cup of coffee for Christmas. Not because of those nice chim-chimeney-chimenee things but because I can and because while you don't believe in me you still talk to me. I'd give it regardless, of course.
Btw, I don't like Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer song. He was an awful leader when he was pulling my sleigh. Much too smug. Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen are also long gone. I loved them. I loved Rudolf, too, actually. Just don't like the song. Perfectly normal. The nose. It was. Rosita leads the pack now and she's awesome. When her time comes, she's willing to give her body to the elfs as a roast. They'll eat her for remembrance of the good work she did for you all. I hope this helps, dear!
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As you remember well, I started calling you Handy when you were a wee child! We adults give children names, but it is not customary to wait until the child turns 18. And, compared to everyone else, I am always the adult in any relationship.
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