What I think when I heard Sanity Clause:

One Christmas Eve, a young child is raised from his excited slumber by a soft rustling downstairs. He quietly creeps down to the living room, to find an obese man fumbling with something near the Christmas Tree.

"Santa?" The child asked.

The obese man turned to face the child, revealing that he was in fact holding the family's television. He smiled a warm smile, softly put down the TV and knelt down in front of the child.

"You little moron," said the obese man, "all that Santa nonsense is bullshit. I mean, it's impossible for anyone to travel the entire world in one night with time to deliver presents to each individual household, reindeer can't really fly and don't even get me started on the idea of workshop elves ...."

As the obese man carried on with his logical dissection of Christmas tradition, the young child started cry. When the obese man noticed this placed his hands on the boy's shoulders.

"Hey, hey, hey," the obese man cooed, "grow the fuck up."

Then, he grabbed the family TV, and leaped through a nearby window.




















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Hahaha. That's awesome.

Got my studio put back together, so I might get cracking on this tonight but most likely it will be tomorrow.

I wanna make something out of this, do you mind?

Sure, but I believe the timing is a bit fuckered.

I keep trying to rerecord it but I am a busy beaver.