A rainy day at work, a fantastic evening at home, all thanks to my Santa!

Kicking in my door, I looked around my apartment for a maple leaf scented surprise. Lo and behold, a package is waiting for me!

Tearing into my prey, I disembodied many a fantastic organ from my Canadian parcel. The first item to spill into my claws was an adorable set of pins from the Great White North! Clinging and begging for mercy behind them was a wonderfully shiny keychain from the Toronto Raptors! I had never feasted upon dinosaur before, but there's a first for everything.

Apparently, you must slay your raptors with hand weapons in the shape and usefulness of a super cool ruler. I will brandish my centimeter companion with pride and trave the skyline of your people everywhere!

My Santa also thought it pertinent to show me how far the Canadian people have come since conquering their Dino overlords and forcing them to play ball for entertainment. Within the packaging was a collection of antique photograph cards showing a pre-Dino Toronto, as well as a drawn portrait of a lone Dino do survivor working for the Toronto Comic and Arts Festival. I do hope he's still sage with his dog companion.

The final two items were of grave importance. Seeing as how I have no armor to fend off the raptor migration that is surely on its way to Texas, Santa saw it fit to send me a fantastically soft and yellow TCAF shirt! Also, to learn how to fight like the best Canadian one can be, I was blessed with a copy of issue one of Scott Pilgrim's Precious Little Life!

Thank you so very much Santa, I will study this well and partake of your goodies! I really appreciate everything, and I look forward to following the Raptors closely!

Also, I totally pronounce Toronto as "tuh-ron-toh"!

With love,

Mike iymcool