I killed Santa Claus
All world runs straight again by the business, in order to collect Weihnachtsgeschenke. I do not understand humans. At my time one celebrated a similar celebration, we likewise sacrificed Mithras. Surely was also the large event at that time, but modern humans exaggerate their things always excessively. Everything must better, more beautifully and more expensively its than in the year before it. Thus they run like up-frightened chickens by the world and try their existence with the fact to justify that they celebrate Christmas. I enjoy the darkness, which occurs now in former times. Naturally the multicolored lights of the decorated city fascinate me also, but most humans in their hurry do not see that at all. For the children this should be a special time, in addition, the consumption plays the larger role here. I became acquainted with Santa Claus, who gave away sweets before a department store to children three nights ago. In a more intensive discussion it turned out that the man behind its mask, and with it I mean not only the white beard, on small young stood. A human Perversion, which I can not tolerate and want. I invited it after its work on a drink. It plauerte completely unbekümmert over its preferences. Disgust fulfilled me ever more. Sometime it had times. The guests in the heruntergekommenden bar were not interested in us. It noticed also nobody that I followed the man after some time. We were alone. He laughed and was besoffen. It lost several times nearly the equilibrium over the basin. Finally I decided to prepare for its miserable existence an end. It carried its Santa Claus costume still and lallte for Hoho again and again. When he had performed his business, I packed him from the rear and rammed him my teeth deeply into the neck. The blood tasted mainly after alcohol and medicines. It was an disgust-exciting mixture. After I had empty-drunk it, became promptly bad me. But the alcohol brought me also somewhat into a kind to intoxication
