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HAVE A HOLLY JOLLY BOHROK 2014 EDITION LET'S DO THIS. Twas the night before christmas and all through the house, not a Rahi was stirring not even a mouse. the foot pieces were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes they would cool in the frosty night air. the Matoran were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of kohlhii balls danced in their heads. when out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, i sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. away to the window i flew like " the flash" tore open the shutters and threw out the trash. the moon was too bright to my weakened night eyes, but when they got better i was in for a surprise. for what to my suffering eyes should appear, but a Toa capsule, and eight tiny reindeer. with a little green driver with a horrible hack, i knew in a moment it must be lehvak. more rapid than kane-ra his coursers they came, and he hacked and he squealed, and called them by name: (fnhudbcubebbyubbrebre) (nchbdcsdbcbsudbxxbdb!) (ndn dhendn) (ydby hvfh) (nde edbe nexns!) As dry leaves that before the Turaga's cane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So, up to the house-top, the miniatures did fly, with the Toa capsule, and that little green guy. and then in a rumbling i heard on the roof, the prancing and pawing of each little hoof. as i drew in my head and was turning around, down the chimney that horrid thing came with a bound. he was covered in green, from his head to his feet, and he tore off the carpet, revealing concrete. a bundle of socks he had flung on his back, and he looked like a burglar, opening his sack. his eyes-they stared blankly! his dimples how distant! his cheeks were like pie-tins, his nose nonexistent. his troll little mouth was drawn up like a face, and the fake beard he had was an utter disgrace. the stump of a tree he held tight in his fist, and the roots knotted down, and encircled his wrist. he was thin and pre-built, a quite jolly old freak, and i screamed when i saw him, in spite of my shriek. a glare of his eye, and a shake of his fist, soon gave me to know i was not on his list. that horrible face, it looked just like his belly, those socks on his back were incredibly smelly. he said (ylx!) and went strait to his work, he ate every foot piece and called me a jurk. and laying a shield aside of his chin, he turned and ran up the chimmney again. he sprang to his sled, to his team gave a cry, and away they all flew like the clouds in the sky. but i heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight, (bfbgc, xlaiky!) ~Ghidora131