One day, in the midst of the month of November, Santa was chilling in his super-massive toy factory with his elves, when suddenly, loud growls, screams, yelling, all were heard, he used his super-earinator to locate the font of the sound. There I was, looking at him form my window, screaming "I WANT AN AK-47 EARLY! ALL THE COOL KIDS HAVE ONE!" Santa didn't even hesitate, he used his teleportinator device to go back to the factory and bring me the AK-47, I shot the gun acting like it was fireworks, causing total chaos in the city, Santa, initially looking surprised, leaned towards me and grinned, whispering to my ear "Truly can't have shit in Detroit"