"That there present belongs to me, you mangy coyote!"
"BOYS! You'll put your eyes out with those poppers! Behave, or Santa will take that present back to the North Pole!"
"We were only foolin' with ya, Grandma. We'll be reeaal good, won't we Brother?"
(Five seconds after photo was snapped, the present was completely naked, the Christmas wrapping paper in shreds. Resembled three-days-hungry junkyard dogs being fed one lone bone...)
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