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The Kindness of Christmas Holds a Special Place in the Heart
Carol was thinking about a little green nymph, he came out from the Christmas tree beside her and surprised her with a wonderful gift.
She unwrapped the gift only to find inside was an empty Galaxy sweet wrapper, marginally disappointed she said to the little green nymph, ‘Uhh. No, just wait a minute.’
The little green nymph in reply stated, ‘ If you don’t like your f**king present, you can go back to the land of Christmas miracles instead of me and see how many empty sweet wrappers we have to deal with there.’
Carol looked pretty vacant before laughing and smiling and saying, ‘I don’t know what Christmas land this is of yours. Especially on this particular Sunday you little green bastard, but I graciously accept your invitation to Christmas Miracle Land.’
‘Oh, well isn’t that tremendous, come along follow me into the tree.’ It said rather rudely and not to mention sarcastically.
Carol followed the little green nymph into the tree and poked her eye on a branch, ‘This doesn’t work,’ she said irritated, then she looked closer at the tree and saw an opening in the bark, in she went, into Christmas Miracle Land!
‘What is your name?’ she called after the nymph.
‘My name is Barrance Tillings,’ shouted back the nymph.
‘What a peculiar name you little fucking idiot.’
And just as she uttered those jolly, festive words Carol’s heart exploded with the joy of Christmas and a new star was born in the sky!
The nymph threw up everywhere and the skeleton smiled.
It would soon be time for Christmas all over again, after all.
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