I own Mucus Men.
Dumb Spidy took the green pill, and the man said, "Good job. Now I have to tell you what to do."
"What? You can't tell me what to do! I have freedom. It's against the law!"
"Where in the North Pole. This isn't America."
"Oh."
"Anyway, I'm Saint Nick."
"You are! Why are you so thin?"
"STOP YELLING!"
"Hypocrite."
"Any way, Rudolph took away my power, that's why I'm thin, and he is going to use my power to get revenge on me."
"Why does he want revenge?"
"Because I put him on the naughty list."
"So you want me to get your power back from Rudolph?"
"Yes, but he put my power in nut. So you have to destroy his nut so I can have my power back."
"Yuk."
"I mean an acorn, you sicko!"
"Oh. So you want me to destroy the acorn that has your power in it so you can have your power."
"Yes, but it won't be easy. He has made an army of soldiers completely made out of his own boogers. They are called: Mucus Men. Are you up to the challenge of destroying the acorn?"
Santa looked at Dumb Spidy after finishing his speech. Dumb Spidy was asleep.
"Good grief."