His sack bulging with beef, his magical animal-cooker pulled through the Christmas Eve skies by flying livestock, the crummiest-ever Santa Claus prepares to leave children teetering between befuddlement and disgust.The New Rudolph's nose lights up the night, the enchanted chickens flap their superfluous wings, and the patron saint of dripping, bloody giftwrap prepares to heave chunks of his former family down the world's chimneys.
So, you know. Merry Christmas?
So, you know. Merry Christmas?
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Somewhere there's a Beefcember world where these animals spend the whole year preparing for that one special night...
[begin claymation suicide montage]
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