Shit, let's be Santa

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The other day, Dave found an anemoi stuck in a crack in the sidewalk. Who knows how it got there, but hey free memories. That doesn't necessarily explain where this enormous pile of STUFF he suddenly has came from

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Whoa, where'd you get all that stuff?!

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Ebay.

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Very funny.

...You said you're giving it away?

[Jr. is practically drooling over that skateboard.]

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I'm keeping the suits, the sno-cone sword and the computer, otherwise sure it's not like I need all this crap.

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I'd be happy to take that skateboard, if you don't want it.

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Haha you want that piece of crap? Sure it's yours.

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[Trying so hard not to whoop and jump around in joy you just made his day.] Awesome! Thanks, pal!

Where's your room? I'll stop by and pick it up.

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301.

Just warning you, I haven't figured out how to actually control it yet.

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Eh, how hard can it be?

[A few minutes later, Jr. is knocking on his door, grinning from ear to ear.]

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[Dave answer the door, he's got a piece of string tied to the skateboard, which is bumping against the ceiling like a balloon.]

Sup.

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[Upon actually seeing the skateboard, Jr. is totally unable to maintain his detachment.]

Whoooooaaa! That's so cool!

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It's yours now. I bet you'll get some unreal goddamn air with that thing.

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Hell yeah I will!

Hey, thanks, man! I owe you one! The name's Gaignun Kukai Jr., but you can just call me Jr.

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[Jr. has gained UNREAL AIR.]

Why would I call you Jr. when there's no Gaignun Kukai Sr. around?

...IS there a Gaignun Kukai Sr around here?

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Hell if I know. I don't think so, though.