If you're bored or lonely, talk to "SantaClaus" on aim/aol
 

SantaClaus will chat with you all night long, unless you keep calling him a cocksucker, after a while the elves make him stop talking to foul mouthed kiddos.


Steve: you cocksucker

SantaClaus: My goodness. I'm afraid I cannot respond to that kind of talk.
A lump of coal for you.


Steve: your wife is a skank

SantaClaus: Well, we don't make soul mates here at the workshop. Part of life's challenge is for you to find love for yourself. Is there anything else you would like?

Steve: mr.s claus is a whore

SantaClaus: Oh dear. I just get so depressed when I hear that kind of talk. The English language used to be one of my favorites.
A lump of coal for you.


Steve: I'd like to shove a candy cane up one of your elves ass

SantaClaus: My goodness. You've earned another lump of coal. I'm sorry but this is the last warning and lump of coal I can promise you. Any more cursing and I'll have to stop talking to you. Please, type menu; let's try to get in the Christmas spirit.


Steve: lick my ass, santa
SantaClaus: That's quite enough. The elves have terminated our conversation. You are welcome to come back again later if you clean up your act.



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