Tis the night before Christmas a little boy was arguing with his family and he said something he'd soon regret, for on this night he had told his mother that he wished she was not, and the next morning he woke up and his family was gone, what is a little boy to do all alone in a big house, well he went through all his familys stuff and cleaned the house and went shopping, but on his way home he had a strange feeling that he was getting followed by a van, he quickly ran to his house and locked the door, and didn't think anything of it, until later that night he heard voices in his yard and what did he do next? Some would say he called the cops but then some would be wrong... No no my fellow readers he handled that shit like a mother f@ckin G and got those criminals good, like real good, shot one right in the dome and flamethrowered the other one and cleaned up after a successful night of making these guys his bitch and went to bed to sleep like a baby to wake up and see his family.
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