The 12 Hours of Christmas: Hour 7

presented by Paul Blart: Mall Cop, in theatres January 16

In the seventh hour of Christmas, my true love gave to me:

I work as a Santee Claus
at a well known department store called Ross.

I'm what you call a pedophile,
infatuated with child after young child.

I don't mind the long lines and the children's cries
their need of something gives me a warm fuzzy high.

the only way I can feed my addiction is children on my lap, giving me that erection.

I'm a jolly old man with a secret:
it's not the kid's piss that has me wet.

a sample of Steven's poetry

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