You are a pure bred elf hater

Lets face it those elves are a bunch of pointy eyed faggots! No fairy dust snorting queer is coming anywhere near your house. And reindeer, they are meat! Kill em and Grill em! You load up your shot gun and you wait in your easy chair for Santa's run. You pass the time drinking hot coco with rum. You fall asleep in the chair. Santa comes down the chimney with a puff of ash. You wake up suddenly and you up to your feet among seeing Santa. You drop the shotgun. It falls and goes off, blowing out your intestines and ruining your easy chair. Santa flees up the chimney in shock. Later they find his finger prints and charge him with breaking and entering and first degree murder. Santa does forty years. But he has been alive for hundreds of years, and you are dead.

The End