Merry Christmas, Prepare To Die

Mom and Dad look at one another with confusion.

"Um, I'm sure that Santa placed them under the tree last night," mom replies, "are you completely sure?"

You look at them with disgust. Do they really think you're that stupid? You grab mom's arm and show her the tree and its lack of gifts.

"Frank, honey, call the police," mom sighs, and then turns to you, "sweetie, I think we were robbed."