Mr. Murder
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Five, max.
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Seven and a half
or no story.

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Okay, seven and a half.
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"At last, Thanksgiving
is safely past...

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More turkey eaten
this year than last.

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It rhymes.
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More 'taters got stuffed,
more yams got jammed...

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into our mouths by
using both hands...

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Slaw by the bucket, biscuits by twos,
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We all got too fat
to fit in our shoes...

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It isn't a day
to be gloomy and listless...

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I ask you, young ladies...
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- what is it?
- It's Christmas!

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The reindeer galloped
like bats out of hell.

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If that's Santa's driving...
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then Santa's not well.
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He hoots, he gibbers,
he chortles and spits.

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Whoever knew Santa was
this given to fits?

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His mean little eyes
spin like devilish tops,

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Somebody, somebody,
call in the cops!

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A closer look proves
what we all guessed...

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It's psychosis...
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and a really bad case of
- back off - halitosis.

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So beware when Christmas
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comes this year..."
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"Unattended vehicles are
subject to immediate tow-away.

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For your safety and security,
do not leave your baggage unattended.

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The white zone..."
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"So beware, when Christmas
comes this year...

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Because there is something
new to fear."

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- To be continued.
- No!

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Yes.

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