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Are you still looking for someone? I'm not sure if I should contact you here or directly, but the director at my current job has gone inactive for awhile now so I was looking to move to another sweet shop if possible.

Holidays have finally hit Torn, it's Christmas time!

Citizens get to spread holiday cheer!

So put down your Erotic DVDs,

No time to take Ecstasy,

Because even in a city full of crime,

This season is the one where bad guys won't be near.

 

Go out and happily high-five that dude's face,

Beat him up with a smile!

After all, it's something you've wanted to do for awhile,

You're spreading the cheer, the cops can't be on your case.

 

Perhaps go out and steal a reindeer,

Make sure all the grandmas are safe inside,

Then ride it up and down the street,

Make sure to pass by and flip off that guy named Pete,

After all, you're spreading cheer world wide,

You could deliver the presents and let Santa sit down with a Beer!

 

It's Christmas time in Torn!

We like to celebrate in different and unique ways,

We bust out the Golden AK, Baseball Bat, and airhorns,

And give you a concussion to wish you a happy holidays~

 

I tried my best, writer's block is a pain.

Seasonal Serial Scourge

It was the night before Christmas Eve. I was just stumbling around the snowy fields of Christmas Town, drunk on the Christmas Cocktail in my left hand, Chocolate Kisses clutched in my right. I had promised my little girl I'd bring them home for her, and even in my drunken stupor managed to win a bag at the Pot game before wandering around and looking at the rest of the festivities. With my double vision, I lost at the Christmas Wreath game five times before being shoo'd away. I had no idea what I was doing, but in my mind I was a kid in winter wonderland.

Taking a sip of the alcohol, I gasped when I bumped into something. Soft thumps of ornaments hitting the snow hit my ears, but didn't quite register. I mistook it for footsteps, a couple of kids committing a hit and run. "You lousy kids! Watch where ya goin'!" I shouted in the direction I thought they went off to. Shaking my head, I made sure I still had the chocolate in my hand. It was. When I looked up, I was met with some fuzzy green monster with a Santa getup that two sizes too small for its body. I snorted.

"A little far from Sesame Street ain't ya Oscar?" I giggled like the drunk retard I was at the time. The monster thing scowled at me. I must've p*ssed it off. It pushed me to the ground and made a grab for my neck. Having nothing but a bottle, I swung it at what I hoped to be its head. I was satisfied when I heard it grunt along with glass shattering. Although I was now without alcohol, and so to punish this thing for disturbing my high I reached for something near me, which happened to be the ornaments I knocked from the tree earlier, and threw it at the monster too. It hissed and growled and ran away just as I ran out of things to throw. I huffed triumphantly.

It wasn't until I got home, and told my wife about what happened do I now realize, I nearly died. That muppet looking thing was The Grinch, going around killing folks wandering 'round the town. Apparently liked to prey on the drunken, lost people; and I was one of those people that night. My wife hugged me and cried, saying she was so glad I beat it off and made me promise to never go out at night around Christmas time again. My little girl was just as oblivious, munching on her beloved chocolates daddy brought home. Having learned just what the Grinch is capable of makes me want to go back out there and high-five his face with a chair, until he stops breathing. I didn't take too kindly to being targeted and almost murdered. Then again, we live in a city filled with crime, so I guess I can't be too upset he gets away with it as easily as he does.

Surely, he probably isn't too happy one of this victims got away. Maybe even less so, that he got beat on by a drunk guy with a bottle of alcohol and shiny ornaments. Don't know if the Grinch is one to hold a grudge, but he ran off so he couldn't have followed me home. He only lurks in Christmas Town anyway. I'm safe in my own home--

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December 23rd, 2017; this was the last entry in the diary of Dean Manchester's. It wasn't until the 25th, when family went over to his residence, that they found the bodies of him, his wife, and child; all found to have suffocated on empty Chocolate Kisses bags. Having learned the Grinch struck again, the Torn City Police Department offered condolences and went on their way, knowing it was impossible to catch the creature. He's taken many citizens with him when he finally disappears after Christmas Day and no doubt he will continue to do so year after year.

Who knows, maybe you'll be his next victim this year...

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Combing Olivia's Mane Be Satisfying

 

New word > T O U G H

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I was attacked by a bee at a drive-thru today so

Are you still looking for someone? I'm not sure if I should contact you here or directly, but the director at my current job has gone inactive for awhile now so I was looking to move to another sweet shop if possible.

MAN: 9.2k, INT: 23.7k, END: 17.5k

Would prefer to work in a sweet shop with cans, or will take job that pays well. Minimum 100k I suppose.

I don't use drugs unless power training (which is almost never) and I try to log in daily or as often as possible. Mail if you have an offer.

Edit: I've found a job now thanks~