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Christmas was just around the corner, and a father was a bit upset with his son, who would always say, "motherfucking."
Especially troubling was his letter to Santa, which read: "I want a motherfucking bike and a motherfucking train set right under the motherfucking tree, motherfucker. Love, Sam."
So the father decided that instead of presents, he would leave piles of dogshit under the tree for the boy. On Christmas morning, the father got up to see his son sitting in the living room.
"What did Santa get you, son?" the father asked, a malicious grin spreading across his face.
"A motherfucking dog, I guess, but I can't motherfucking find it."