Mall Santa:
Ho ho ho! And what can I bring you?
Stewie Griffin:
Oh, a peace offering, is it? Very well... What say you trim those gin-soaked whiskers and bring me some plutonium?
Mall Santa:
Well, can you be a good boy, hmmm?
Stewie Griffin:
Your inquiry intrigues me. Can any of us be a 'good boy?' Are our primal urges innate or the result of the choices we make?
Mall Santa:
OK, wrap it up, kid.
Stewie Griffin:
All right, Kringle, if the reward is plutonium, then your wager is accepted. I will be... "nice."
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:36