The psycho creation of me, inspired by in part by a friend. You'd probably be better off not reading this, but if you continue, just remember…you have been warned.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or the ripped pants. Those belong to Mr. Claire.
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"It's Christmas! It's Christmas!" Yugi shouted at the top of his lungs, while dragging Yami down the stairs. "Christmas is finally here!"
Yami rubbed his eyes sleepily. "5 more minutes…pullllllllllllllease, just 5 more minutes," he mumbled.
Yugi deposited him in front of a tree and dived into the pile of presents. "Here, this one's for you." He handed Yami a rectangular box wrapped in Scooby-Doo wrapping paper.
Yami began carefully opening the present.
"Tear it off!" Yugi shouted.
Obeying his hikari's demands, Yami ripped off the rest of the paper. He opened up the box, and…suddenly a pair of pants jumped out and began to sing and dance!
WE WISH YOU A MERRY RIPPED PANTS,
WE WISH YOU A MERRY RIPPED PANTS,
WE WISH YOU A MERRY RIPPED PANTS,
HERE'S A NEEDLE AND THREAD!
Yami stared for a few seconds, then screamed at the top of his lungs. "IT'S THE CURSE OF RIPPED PANTS COME BACK TO HAUNT ME!" He ran outside and was never seen again.
Yugi and the pants looked at each other, and shrugged.
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