Originally Posted by seamuis

It’s as real as you want it to be mate. Drop a farmhouse on a wicked witch, follow a yellow brick road, ride some LSD technicolour horses and piss off a fat man behind a curtain in a green tower and You might get one for Halloween. But only of you eat your wheaties and don’t masturbate into a sock. Just don’t ask Santa for one, because he’s hipster trash and will nick it right back from under your plastic pine on Jesus’ birthday and leave you nothing but the stale stench of cookie farts, because he can’t stop, won’t stop, until mrs. Claus’ sister comes into town.