Brendanjoke

It was just like any other day, or so I thought at least. The birds were chirping up on trees, clouds were rolling by the bright blue sky and Elves were dumpster diving in the alleyway.

Okay, one of those three didn't sound right...

I had a boring life once. Recently though, it has become less boring... to put it one way.

Finding a random Elf in the dumpster? Heh, must be a Monday.

A normal person would have walked by. A normal person would have ignored it.

I must be a pretty weird guy, then.

Now I have this Elf swearing her allegiance to me. What's next, vampires?

Better not jinx it.

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My Servant Is An Elf Knight From Another World

So apparently even shady mafia men have their softer sides too. A mushy, gushy, gentle facet to their cold, gruff exterior. Indeed, For every baseball busting kneecaps, was also another lonely heart filled with warmth by Cupid's good ol' 9mm piece.

A best couple competition. Speaks for itself, really—a contest specifically designed to discover and cultivate a love most pure, with the sole winner being declared the Mr. and Mrs. Claus of the occasion later in the night.

How it works, according to smoothie-man over here, was that participants would be graded and judged throughout the event both passively and actively in ambiguous ways we must best prepare for, by a panel of judges consisting of volunteers. Afterward all the points will be tallied and counted and the pairing with the highest score is appointed the winner.

Fail to impress, trip and fall over the span of your romantic course, then, oh well… better luck next Christmas.

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