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Fly away.You fly off while Santa is skulking around the trees looking for you, and enter his house. It's a cozy one-room deal with a fireplace, a minifridge, some alternative band posters, and a bed. I guess they go to the bathroom in the snow outside.You hear chattering from under the bedcovers -- seems like Mrs. Claus is cowering under there and holding a baseball bat in self-defense. So where are all the elves? Where are the manufacturing facilities? Where's the reindeer paddock? Remove the blanket and interrogate Mrs. Claus. |
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