This is Elf:
Barbie brought him home. Cute enough...likable enough. Until I found him like this one night:
And doing this:
And doing this to my toothbrush:
I decided I needed to keep an eye on this little creep, so I set up a hidden camera. I recorded this:
That was my Gin and Tonic! My impression of him began to look like this:
My camera also caught him with Barbie:
Hey...I prepare food up there! And this one made my sick:
This was getting too weird:
I threw him out of the house, and he became a homeless old drunk living on the street:
Several weeks later he returned. Turns out he was more than a prankster with a drinking problem and a big libido. My cameras caught him in the kitchen, armed and dangerous:
Before I could find him, he had done his evil deed to Barbie and was burying her:
I caught the little shit. I'll spare you the details, but his death was not painless. I did, however, give him a decent funeral:
Anyway, from my house to yours, I wish you a very Merry Christmas!