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Friends, on this night of peace, we stand confronted
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by an unknown danger.
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Aliens. Aliens from space.
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- Blast them from the skies! - Let us do an autopsy.
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But maybe the aliens come in peace?
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They burst an inflatable Santa Claus in Toronto.
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On Christmas night!
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- What a terrible thing. - Let us attempt contact,
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but be ready to save our planet.
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Hold tight, lad. This is where it gets really rough.
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Not now,
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you sack of antlers.