004 [] He's the prince of circumstance.

[trickiernthou]

DEAR SANTA:

I want a pony for Christmas.

I want my chip taken out. Wouldn't that be a nice gift? Then I could give eeeeeeeveryone else something even better!

Aside from that, I want a ton of chocolate bars, gummy bears, sour straws, and other assorted candy. And I mean a ton literally.

I want a new mattress for my bed and flannel sheets. The

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[evaluative]

I doubt they would be that generous.

[trickiernthou]

Eh, I know.

[evaluative]

If I may ask, what do you expect from them?

[trickiernthou]

Frankly? A few pieces of candy, maybe some extra blankets and clothes if I'm lucky, and what I really want is the pendant.

[evaluative]

My, such low hopes for having asked so much. Was that your plan?

[trickiernthou]

I like jokes, what can I say?

[evaluative]

Perhaps you should take things more seriously here.

[trickiernthou]

Why? Where's the fun in that?

[evaluative]

You are not here for your own amusement.

[trickiernthou]

I'm always anywhere for my own amusement.

[evaluative]

Is that so?

[trickiernthou]

Name of the game~.

[evaluative]

Is survival no worry of yours?

[trickiernthou]

Not particularly.

Besides. Haven't had a joke yet that's ended badly for me.

[evaluative]

Does that mean you entirely ignore the possibility of it happening?

[trickiernthou]

No, it just doesn't.