It was hours later and Stingy was prepared to take em out. It was 9 pm. His mom was asleep on the couch with a bag of chips spilled onto her flabby gut. He didn't even have to be quiet, his mom snores echoed off the walls. He slid on the railing to get downstairs, knocking a bunch of hoarder crap off. Then he strode over to the door and left the house. Chills went up Stingy's spine as he entered the cold snowy terrain of lazy town. His first stop would be Ziggy's house! Here I come fat ass! He climbed the side of Ziggy's house and dropped down the chimney. It was longer than he thought. He yelled,
"WAAAAA," as he fell down the chimney.
He landed at the bottom of the chimney causing soot to fly everywhere. He coughed. Then he brushed his pants off and sniffed the air,
"smells like grandma's ass," he murmured to himself.
He got out of the chimney but he slammed his head on the bricks,
"DAMNIT," he yelled.
He proceeded to take a candy mallet out of his sack and bash the chimney apart. Brick pieces flew everywhere and the whole thing collapsed. Ziggy came in the room wide-eyed,
"STINGY?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Stingy covered his ears since Ziggy talked so loud. He winced as Ziggy yelled,
"STINGY? WHAT'S THE HAP?"
"Ziggy, shut up. I'm taking your presents."
"MY PRESENTS! STINGY YOU CAN'T TAKE MY PRESENTS!"
"Ziggy's presents are mine! And his sweets are mine!"
"NO STINGY"
"WATCH ME, fag face."
Ziggy gasped in horror. Stingy strode across the room with his nose in the air. Stingy took a tall candy cane that was half the size of him out of his bag. He moved toward Ziggy who was frozen in horror. Then he tackled Ziggy to the ground and pulled down his red shorts.
"STINGY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
"shut the FUCK up Ziggy! This is what you get for staining my BALL!"
Stingy proceeded to yell, "KUMBIYA!" Then he shoved the candy cane stick up Ziggy's ass.
"AHHHHH!"
Ziggy screamed at the top of his lungs and then diabetus infected pink blood shot out of his anus. Ziggy was foaming at the mouth while he was still screaming. Stingy then left Ziggy on the floor and moved over to his tree. The tree was lopsided and on the verge of tipping over. It was decorated with pounds and pounds of candy canes. Stingy scooped up some candy canes and threw them in his sack, then he took all the presents.
"BYE FUCKER!" Stingy yelled.
Then Stingy stepped over Ziggy who was still foaming at the mouth and walked out of the house.
