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"Ok don't let me do that again.."
"Did ya get the booze?"  Phil said.
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Dean kicked the reindeer, and steered it once more skywards.
"Guys." said Dean, opening the glove compartment. "Any ideas as to what this is?"
Dean held up a floppy disk.
"I dunno, bung it in the sat nav console." said Jay, watching as Phil decided to continue is drunken ramblings to Jasmine about "the other Mini-Phil". Jasmine wasn't looking to happy about the situation.
"Wilco." said Dean.
"My god." said Jay
"What?" asked WW, turning around from his position, where he was sorting through presents.
"Dean just used piloting terminology."
"My god." said WW
"Well, exactly." said Jay
"Hey, I know all sorts of...ah."
"ah what?" asked Jasmine, leaving Phil talking to a box.
"Well, it's a map of the local area. with green houses and red houses."
"MONOPOLY!" yelled a drunken Phil.
"No." said Jay. "I'm pretty sure we've found santa's list of who's been naughty and who's been nice."
"Well, that will be useful." said WW, "so far I've just been going on the colour of their Christmas trewe lights. If it's those annoying blinking ones then they've been naughty, if not, they've been nice."
"Yes. This does seema better system." said Dean, pulling the reindeer down to the rooftop.
"Right Chrysler" said WW, "they've been nice. Here's the stack of presents."
"Why am I going down? I'm the pilot."
"Er.. no." said Jasmine. "Dean's the pilot, and as you recently so graciously volunteered to go down the chimney of your parents/ We've decided that you should go down em all."
"You utter smegging bastards." said Jay, putting his beard back into position.
"Oh!" said Dean, "better news."
"What?" asked WW
"Likelihood of santatrap: 100%"
"Heh,heh,heh."
 
Dean Thomas, Merry Smegging Christmas