Shit, let's be Santa

[has_a_blog]

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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[thekoistiger]

What the -- where the hell did all this come from, and how the hell did it get in the middle of the damn living room?!

[has_a_blog]

Magical helpful crocodiles.

[thekoistiger]

Oh har har har. Seriously, where'd you even get all of this?

[has_a_blog]

I had it with me.

[manjuumagic]

Uwaa~

So many things that fly!

[has_a_blog]

You know it, dude. I have got the fly-est computer here.

[manjuumagic]

It's super fly~

[has_a_blog]

So what are you, anyway?

[bishonenbunny]

...what is all that?

[He may be eyeing the suits.]

[has_a_blog]

What my true love gave to me on the thirteenth day of Christmas.

[The suits sadly are tailored for Dave, who is about half Barnaby's size.]

[bulletserenade]

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

[has_a_blog]

Ebay.

[bulletserenade]

Very funny.

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

[Jr. is practically drooling over that skateboard.]

[has_a_blog]

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