Anon meets the Krampus
Anon meets the Krampus
be me, 8 years old
it's Christmas Eve and I'm excited and preparing to stay up late to see Santa Claus
sometime around midnight, I hear jingle bells and rush out of bed to get a glimpse of Santa
while Santa is placing my gifts by the tree, the window next to him shatters as a dark figure rushes into the house with a sledge hammer and slams it into Santa's head
he literally caves Santa's head in so hard his eyeball pops out.
hearing all the commotion, my dad rushes down from his bedroom, grabs a knife and starts wrestling the man
during the scuffle my dad somehow disembowels the guy and I watch as my dad finally puts him down while his intestines fall out
a few days later my dad sits me down and tells me that the attacker was some local meth head who went on a drug induced rampage and that
"Santa" was really my grandpa who had visited us earlier in the day
mfw I find out Santa Claus isn't real