Before I went to bed on Christmas eve I hid a camera under the sofa to see if Santa was evil or good. At 7:00 am on the dot I ran out of my room, at speed, downstairs but my cat was in the way, so I kicked him against the wall as if I was a rugby player. I looked at my presents, surprisingly they weren't what I was hoping for. Looking at my camera... I saw the evil Santa. This is what he gave me...
40 year old sweets, spray painted green walking stick and a dustbin.