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It happens very often during this time of the year that some fluffy white things start falling from the sky… and no matter how much I tried to understand their purpose, it seems that I really can’t get used to the idea, especially when they fall on my face and they make me scratch and sneeze continuously… and it is also very painful when I slap my frozen nose… making my eyes shake in my head like the fireflies in the middle of the night.

Yes, I have already told you what is happening during this time of time year ... madness everywhere ... with Santa of course in the middle of the scene as usual, but this time though… he is shouting everywhere that his gold from the safe has disappeared ... again .... yes, the same story every year, again and again ... the annoying Grinch changed his mind, he’s not stealing Christmas anymore, since he has nothing to do with it, but instead steals the gold gathered hardly by the regiment of the gold seekers formed by the most talented elves, the so called ”Elves Dream Team”.

But Santa, has nothing left to buy with, the materials needed for the season’s toys, because he planned to make warfare toys, since this is the trend among the young ones nowadays, who spend their time in a strategic game – eRepublik ... and this is not just a simple coincidence, since the eRepublik is owned by a far cousin of Santa – Plato.

Well, well, well… Christmas is coming and it is not nice to lie ... ok, I’m telling you the truth, because if not, I’ll slide again on the ice and I’ll break my legs, which is not something that the anatomy really permits (thing that is very painful!): the thing is, this gold comes from Plato, and Santa gives him in exchange all sorts of boxes which contain warfare stuff, the two of them must have a secret deal or something ... But very often in the middle of their business comes Grinch, who steals the gold just as a revenge due to the fact that Plato banned all his playing accounts.

And as Santa declared Grinch ”Natural Enemy of the Winter Season” long time ago, decided of course that every year he has to make his own justice…safe and fast, since he was already delayed ...

So, he invited Grinch for some hot wine with cinnamon and started to tell him about the Christmas spirit, about love, about family, friends, about all these tears generating things, until the poor thief would give up and tell him where the gold treasure is hidden.

Santa was rushing after to his elves to tell them they have to produce the super warfare toys named “War Stash” and from what I saw, each of those magic boxes contained a new generation lead soldier equipped with a bazooka.

To be honest, this story does not impress me…every time happens the same… everybody is celebrating for finishing everything in time BUT the most lovely and important thing (for me) is that when I go to the kitchen, being called by the wine with cinnamon’s smell, but also by the tasty cookies prepared with care by the Mrs. Christmas… and I start to bibble few cookies and some wine, and ... wine ... again, and ... some wine ... again ... of course, and ... ahhh ... (hiccup) ... ”asfrbrdth” ”rttujtftf” (double hiccup)... AND FINALLY at the end some cinnamon, since the wine evaporated due to such a heat ...

And you don’t tell me that I have my nose red from wine, clear?!

Yours sincerely,
Rudolph