I left Santa morphine, a blotter of acid, and a Scarface pile of coke - how's the west coast today?

[Rabrrrrrr]

Cuz it's all gone.

It was my own little way to disrupt Christmas for others without it affecting me.

[WritingIsMyReligion]

1. Acid?

:rofl:

Channeling Stanley Owsley, there?

:P

[Auggie]

2. That explains why there's a big fat man stuck in my chimney

[BikeWriter]

3. You, you, GRINCH!!!!!!1111

:rofl:

[BikeWriter]

4. K&R

[sarge43]

5. Fly happy, fly high Big Boy. n/t

[Whoa_Nelly]

6. What Santa saw after the blotter

[Gormy Cuss]

7. Dear Rabbbbbr,

Dude, I hope that I spelled your name right. Thank you for the thoughtful Santa gifts. The acid has really made me appreciate all the colorful holiday decorations. The morphine will come in handy tomorrow when these ancient muscles get back at me for all the present tossing tonight and the excessive use of the reins. Normally the reindeer don't need much direction from me but Rudoph got into the coke and has been humping the chimneys on every rooftop. It's been a challenge to stay on schedule.

Merry Way Cool Christmas to you,
****** Satan...err, I mean Santa.

p.s. here's your bag of coal.