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Fat security guard: Hey, Joe... what's up?
Joe the security guard: Some nut just crashed some... *thing* into Santa's Village. Stay put and watch this door.

Fat security guard [[thinking]]: Ah, man... as usual, I get left out of the action! First the shoplifting ring, now *this*!
<<FOOF!>>
[[The Fookinator appears in a flash of light]]

[[The security guard turns and gets a glimpse of the Fookinator's double-barreled shotgun]]
Fat security guard: You need to move along, sir... *Hey*! You can't bring a weapon like that in here!

Fookinator: This says I *can*.
<<KABLAM>>