After I noticed my missing decorations I knew what I was to do. That night, I climbed out onto the roof of my house. The cold winter air and the black sky of December set a fitting scene. I used and wire gun and shot the chimney. What could go wrong? I used the wire and jumped inside the chimney. Only to be greeted with my pal Santa. We sat down and talked, but i had a job to do. As soon as he left I went into the old neighbors bedroom. Now, I wasn't creeping. I sent knock out gas into the room, took back my ornaments and left. Once I put up my own ornaments back to their rightful place, I went inside for some homemade masochist Mountain Mew.
