Boy: (Looking at a bicycle in the window) Mommy! Mommy! I know what I want for Christmas!
Mom: That's lovely, sweetie. Why don't Du write a letter to Santa about it
Boy: Okay!
Boy: (Writing a letter) Dear Sa-...Sa.... Who was it for again. Eh, I'm sure I'll manage (Writes down his thoughts on the letter)
Boy: (Places the letter in the mail)
Boy: (Looks inside the mailbox to find a red envelope and opens it) Dear Youngster. It has come to my attention that Du wish for a wonderful red bicycle. I can give Du this if Du wish, but only on one condition. (Looks up from the letter) Anything for my red bike
Mom: (Climbs into bed)
Dad: So, is everything ready for Weihnachten morning?
Mom: Yep. Presents are set up and our little boy is tucked in bed
Dad: That's great. Now, certainly you'd agree that I've been a good boy this year
Mom: (Giggles) Honey, stop it!
Dad: Oh, come on! We can have a little fun, can't we?
(As they talk, the boy sneaks down stairs, with a messer in his hand)
(A few hours later, a loud banging can be heard downstairs)
Mom: What was that?
Dad: I don't know. Think it was the boy?
Mom; Let's go check
(They put on their housecoats and slippers and run down the stairs, and see the boy down there)
Boy: Mommy! Daddy! Look! It's him! it's really him
Mom: Who is it?
Boy: It's the guy Du told me about. He's big, red, and he gave me presents (Holds up the dead family cat) And all I had to do was sacrifice Mr. Whiskers
Mom: (Screams as she sees the cat's decapitated corpse)
Dad: Honey, how long did we have this pentagram for?
(The pentagram opens up in a portal of feuer as a red devil comes out from inside)
Boy: It's him! It's really him!
Satan: I am the Dark Lord! Du have gegeben me a lovely sacrifice! But, I will desire more! For now, enjoy your prize, mortal!
(He moves back into the pentagram, leaving a red bicycle in the living room)
Boy: Look! He gave me the bicycle. Ain't it great
Mom: Uh.... Yes, sweetie. It's... lovely.
Dad: well... I guess we can say that there is a Baby Jesus.
And so, on Weihnachten Day, all was well.
Merry Weihnachten everyone. I'll see Du in Hell
Mom: That's lovely, sweetie. Why don't Du write a letter to Santa about it
Boy: Okay!
Boy: (Writing a letter) Dear Sa-...Sa.... Who was it for again. Eh, I'm sure I'll manage (Writes down his thoughts on the letter)
Boy: (Places the letter in the mail)
Boy: (Looks inside the mailbox to find a red envelope and opens it) Dear Youngster. It has come to my attention that Du wish for a wonderful red bicycle. I can give Du this if Du wish, but only on one condition. (Looks up from the letter) Anything for my red bike
Mom: (Climbs into bed)
Dad: So, is everything ready for Weihnachten morning?
Mom: Yep. Presents are set up and our little boy is tucked in bed
Dad: That's great. Now, certainly you'd agree that I've been a good boy this year
Mom: (Giggles) Honey, stop it!
Dad: Oh, come on! We can have a little fun, can't we?
(As they talk, the boy sneaks down stairs, with a messer in his hand)
(A few hours later, a loud banging can be heard downstairs)
Mom: What was that?
Dad: I don't know. Think it was the boy?
Mom; Let's go check
(They put on their housecoats and slippers and run down the stairs, and see the boy down there)
Boy: Mommy! Daddy! Look! It's him! it's really him
Mom: Who is it?
Boy: It's the guy Du told me about. He's big, red, and he gave me presents (Holds up the dead family cat) And all I had to do was sacrifice Mr. Whiskers
Mom: (Screams as she sees the cat's decapitated corpse)
Dad: Honey, how long did we have this pentagram for?
(The pentagram opens up in a portal of feuer as a red devil comes out from inside)
Boy: It's him! It's really him!
Satan: I am the Dark Lord! Du have gegeben me a lovely sacrifice! But, I will desire more! For now, enjoy your prize, mortal!
(He moves back into the pentagram, leaving a red bicycle in the living room)
Boy: Look! He gave me the bicycle. Ain't it great
Mom: Uh.... Yes, sweetie. It's... lovely.
Dad: well... I guess we can say that there is a Baby Jesus.
And so, on Weihnachten Day, all was well.
Merry Weihnachten everyone. I'll see Du in Hell
