“Psstt, hurry up” Tony urged as he tore open the wrapping paper for another Christmas present.
“I’m going as fast as I can, Tony.” The policeman was fiercely conflicted about this. He wasn’t quite sure why he’d let Tony talk him into this. “But explain to me again why again we’ve broken into Malcolm Turnbull’s house and are stealing his presents?”
“Because I just can’t stop ruining things for others. It’s deeply ingrained in my personality.” Tony clenched his fists. “What’s that? Is that a frisbee? Let’s set it on fire and fling it at a Greens voter.”
Tony then took some coal out of his bag and started replacing the presents with them. “Help me with this.”
“Where did you get all that coal?”
“Santa brings it for me every year. I have so much it’s starting to take up all my storage space.”