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Parents’ Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas
when all through the house,
two tired gift-elves were stirring,
a man and his spouse.
The stockings weren't ready — one missing, one dirty —
but then one was found, one replaced at 10:30.
[thread]
He was in a paradise: white beaches, clear waters, singing birds — and blessedly free of any WiFi connection or office computer. The #virtual island was a great place to recuperate after a long workweek. It was ironic, then, that the only way to leave it was to unplug.
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“So, about that ad idea I sent you...”
“No way! The story is too #commercialized as it is.”
“But everyone knows it! They’ll get the holiday riff.”
“Forget it. Mary and Joseph did not drive a new car to Bethlehem.”
#converstory
A #serpentine beast's flames licked the building. His cloak read "Loghrin's Demo."
"Amazing!" said Flib.
Mimsy shrugged. "Dragons are better guards than demolition workers."
"Says you," a man nearby replied. "I give him good work; he doesn't make Loghrin flambé. Win-win."
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Mimsy: Have you ever seen a #mirage?
Flib: Oh, I love mirages! You get to see the bride in a pretty dress, and the groom—
M: No, not a marriage! A mirage is when you see something that isn’t really there.
F: What? Do you mean the couple aren’t real?
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“How will we #sway Sir Irksome to join us?” asked Mimsy.
Rensilpoff chimed in. “No problem! I used to study under him.”
Mimsy frowned. “You know Sir Irksome of Zent?”
“Not exactly. I practiced my sleight-of-hand In the castle while he worked on swordplay upstairs.”
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The volcano’s eruption rained fire for miles around.
Humans trembled. They said it was an #omen from the titans. But what did it mean? Was it a battle cry? Did it foretell disaster?
An answer came soon, when a booming voice replied from the skies:
“Gesundheit.”
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The exploding dragon's breath just happened to leave a little crack in the castle wall the size of, oh, a family of ogres.
"Oops," she observed.
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