Dear Santa,
I've been a really good boy this year. I quit spamming, for the most part, and I haven't given my brother a wet willie since his wedding.
I know that in the past, I've wished for world peace, good will amongst men, and an end to hunger. This year, I'm sick of wishing for free-loaders that are too lazy to get off the couch and wish for themselves.
Instead, I'd like a Blood Angels Battleforce box. World peace can wait till next year.
Thanks,
Great Big Tree.
PS: If this is accidentally mis-delivered to Satan, please know I'm just trying to work the fat man over for some free swag, oh Dark Lord. My allegiance is still thine, till oblivion come.
PPS: If this is accidentally mis-delivered to Saturn, please know that I was just joking about this whole Christian mythos stuff. Your sacrificial goat is currently feasting on mead and honeysuckles.
Merry Christmas, 40k Onliners!