It was Christmas Eve, I had made ginger bread men and had a camera at the ready. The second Santa came, the trusty old camera died. But what I saw I WILL NEVER forget. The ginger bread men started flying. I didn’t realise they could fly! They started talking like spies. ‘Jimmy move out ASAP I REPEAT MOVE OUT’. THAT REALLY concerned me. They climbed up the chimney like NINJAS! I had to follow them, it was my dream! Suddenly, the sleigh STOPPED. I hit my head and the last thing I remember was 60 elves WITH AIR MAX 270 kicking me!! WHY ME, WHY?!