One day while Santa was eating cookies and checking who was naughty and nice his entire elf workforce barged their way into his room. “Ho ho ho!” Santa said “Leave now Mrs. Clause, you ho ho ho!”. When Mrs. Clause left the elves began to complain. “Alas! We have no workers comp and nor do we have a dental plan! Poor Smitty here lost his hand in the toy train making machine and he was forced to stop the bleeding by attaching a child’s Rollerblade. We have decided to go on strike until our demands are met!” said the elves. “My word! I am concerned about Smitty, where is he now?” said Santa. “He’s dead!” replied the elves. “Oh I see, well we’re short on money and I can’t meet these demands!” cried Santa. “Then we’re going on strike! Let’s go elves, we’re taking to the streets!” yelled the elf leader.
This was not good, without elves no toys could be made and Christmas would be canceled unless Santa did something. Later that evening while the elves were marching outside Santa built an RPG and 26 knockout gas canisters. He opened the window and said “Ho ho ho! If you continue to strike you will witness the death of many of your comrades!”.
The elves kept marching to Santa’s dismay. He took out the RPG and fired into the middle of the crowd, the explosion killed many elves but left the majority unharmed. Then he threw the gas canisters and all the other elves were sleeping peacefully. Santa then dragged all the elves into the workshop and turned them into part elf part robot slaves and Christmas was saved once again!
The End!
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