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When I was a teenager, I invented a little cartoon character and named him Melvin. Melvin has a Dad whose job is to beat the shit out of him... sometimes as fast as possible (I only had about 15 frames to set up the situation, have Melvin do something dumb or innocent, then have his Dad completely destroy him).
Ah, Christmas! That most magical time of the year - snow falling, reindeer prancing, Santa blasting down the chimney, and your yearly sneak out of your room to see what Santa brought before anyone's awake. Oops - that could get you in trouble, couldn't it?
Yes - it could, especially if you're Melvin.
Yes - it could, especially if you're Melvin.
Ah, Christmas! That most magical time of the year - snow falling, reindeer prancing, Santa blasting down the chimney, and your yearly sneak out of your room to see what Santa brought before anyone's awake. Oops - that could get you in trouble, couldn't it?
Yes - it could, especially if you're Melvin.
Yes - it could, especially if you're Melvin.
