This, dear readers, is the Wreath of Judgement. I, after regaining my sanity, went on a crusade to the North Pole Facility. I broke in with my team of robot drones, and got away with this wreath. This wreath, dear readers, is what Santa Claus uses to judge all the children of the world. It was forged in the fires of Öræfajökull before time began, by the mighty warrior Klauz. It sees into the souls of all children on Earth, monitoring the morality of them all. This, dear readers, is what tells if a child is naughty or nice.

After forging the Wreath, Klauz took it to the north pole, and began establishing a workshop there. After the great purge of fairies from Ireland, Klauz offered them a sanctuary. They called him Santahk ("saviour") and signed an eternal work contract in gratitude. Since then, Sa

PUBLISHER'S NOTE: Unfortunately, dear readers, this will be the last post this blog will ever see. Shortly after writing the previous paragraph, Santa Claus arrived at the author's house with the intent of recovering the Wreath and taking revenge for the elves murdered during the break-in. Our dear author grabbed his thermocatalytic badger and began returning fire on the sleigh, but it was not enough. He fought nobly, he fought well, and we shall never forget him.

R.I.P. Séamas

1996-2012

Gunned down by Santa Claus.

This card is the Maniacal Joker of Infinite Gibbering Madness. It is said that all whose lives this card enters will be cursed with ma̷d̢n̴ess̛ ̛èterna̵l̸. Fortunately, I exploited another and tricked them into acquiring the card and taking this photograph. I am entirely safe from harm.

The card was first seen in ancient France. It caused the BaEcAcUuTrIsFeUdL mad BpLlEaSgSuIeNG after a magician used in his magic trick. It's a gboaodd thing the magician was an amature with no true magic wand, otherwise the madness could have spread throughout the cosmos through contact with the Yggdrasil.

After the mad plague had passed, the card was aquired by a wizard of dubious character who began to

e͟͟x̡̀͝p̡͏̡er͢i͢͡m̕é̷n̸t̵ on humans using the card <most amusing>. Of course, the card soon drove him round the bend (implying that he wasn't already) and he decided to blow up his tower with a thermonuclear hex. Of course, since there's no such thing as a stable thermonuclear hex, he merely succeeded in deshatroyhaing evhaery atoham of hhais beinhag.
In the year 0.473AD, the card resurfaced in Luxē͔̈́̓̔͗̇m̷̖̼̞̯̻̻̐͌̓̓͊̽b̪͈̯̂͛̇o̘̯͔̺ͪ̔ͪ̋urg. It resulted in the mass suicide of a thousand dancing, behatted, monkey wielding swordsmen. The card kinda has a wonderfularped sense of humour. Later, it made a woman think she was of the molepeople. She tried to reclaim her ances͇͕̝̖̻̞͚̣̊͑̈́ͩ̿ṯ̖̝̾ͩͪͫ̏ṝ̣͇̳ͮ̔̑̎ͨ͛͊͊ả̗̙͙̬̙̮̳͕́ͣ͗ͩͧͩl̹͆ ̮͇̺̪͍̄ͪ̐l̻̻̗̲ͨ̀̂e̞͇̘͓̠̿ͪ̄̿͆̽̽ͭ͆g͚̦̽ͨ̐a͍̘ͯ͊͊̑c̖̹ͤ̿y̗͎̤̪͒ͤ̌ͩ ͖͍͈̙̰̭͐ͩͬ̓̔̈́̽͑ͅand sought out the great drill of K'ktkv'kqt'knq'vvtnk'ttnq, but was never heard from again. Her story is known through the journal she kept, and scholars have long debated whether she starved to death on a futile quest, was slaughtered by the dhriill'ls saercuiritoy suystesms, or waits below us to this day, ready to end the human age.
The next confirmed possessor of the c̠̠͒̐ͦ͟a̷̵̫͓̝̘̝ͥͥ̿́r͖̪ͨ̅̐̉͐ͦḍ̠̰̗̈́̾ͭ is Ludwig II of Bavaria. It seemed to make him think he came from the planet Krypfairytalelandon, from which he was evacuated as a baby. He tried to recreate his supposed home, bringing ruin to his country's finances in the process. oF COURSE, the funny part of the story is when HA the HA extravagent HA castles HA he HA built HA became HA a HA tourist HA attraction HA and HA brought HA wealth HA to HA the HA country. Of course, Ludwig was brutally murdered long before this happened. H̢̻͔̖̳̘̭̰͕̝̱̰͙͖̐ͪ̓̈́̀̈́̓̾ͅͅA̧̛̒̅̋̍ͪ͆ͪ̀͏̤̜̪͙̘̬̱̣̦̳͈̞͎̭̥͕̗.̨̟͙̬̳̩̠̞̰͉̬̲͇̫̳̄̒̊ͩ̉̆ͦ̾ͣ̃̀͢ ̛̛͈͖̘̻̦̞̭͍͎̰̹̫͇͈̘̯̆͂̊̉̓̀̀͡ͅ

PErhaps in different circumstances, i would not need to SAY THIS but now i must inform you THAT I WILL BE REGAINING MY sanity in time for n e x t w e e k. NEXT POST, S͇̩̥̥̘̥̠̫͓͖ͫ̇͌ͧ̊̓ͯͦ̽̉̇͐̚͜͞Oͧͥ͊ͮ̉ͫͨͬ͌̽͋̆ͣ̚̚͡҉͇̠̤͓M̴̠͙̫͔̰̘͕͖̯͉̗̪̩̜ͩͭͨ̈͐̾͊̊ͣͥE̸ͯ̐̅̑͋̓ͫͭ̂ͯ̇ͬ̅҉̗͇̖̙̘̳̺͙̫̘̠͈ͅÔ̸̧̬͉̱̺̭̊͊ͨͦ͌̕N̸͔̥͖̖̩͇̈́ͮͫ̍̾̃̈́ͥ͒̽̇̔̌̋̂̔͊ͧ͆͡E̢̛̫̲̙̬̗̙̳̣͎ͦ͐̓̾ͣ ̷̨͛̔̔̽ͬ̆̓̓̓́̽̎ͭ͆͐͡͏͈̣̝͚͚̲Dͯ̾̈ͭͣ̉̃̇ͬͪͣ̿̀͠҉̪̞̠̠̺̣̞̩̰͓̘͕͙͟͟ͅÍ͍̹͓̝͚̇̃̆ͦͤͧ̊̎̈̓̀̚͟͟E̶̳̤͈̮ͣ͗ͬ̚̕Š̶̪̦̹̯̺͚͓͕͖̲̟̼̖̔ͯͬ̽̎̽ͩ̇̾ͫ̀
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