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Hey there this is Dasher, you know, one of the less noticed reindeer. I’m here to tell you the real story about Rude-olf, that red nosed thing they call a reindeer. I know I might sound a bit harsh but all of those false songs make my friends and I sound like big jerks. This all started when Rudolph and his family moved up here to the North Pole. My fellow reindeer and I welcomed them with open hooves. Rudolph seemed real friendly at first but that all changed when his parents went to unpack. We asked him If he wanted to come play hoove-ball with us and have fudge face brownies with hot coco when we were done of course, he was all for it . He was pretty good at hoove-ball too. After we were done playing and eating, he said bye and that he had to go home. We thought he was a pretty cool reindeer. His nose was awesome too! It wasn’t five minutes after we go home that Santa came to all of us and told us that instead of being so mean that we should welcome Rudolph and let him play with us. He also said that if we wouldn’t stop being mean, and calling him fudge face we wouldn’t be able to fly the sled. We tried to tell him we were being nice and that Rudolph had played hooveball and had coco and fudge face brownies, but he said not to lie and that to make Rudolph feel better he was going to put him in the lead of the sled formation. All the work me and my friends do to get the lead of that sled and sneaky little Rudolph gets it, and a song. I may be a small bit jealous but I never did one mean thing to Rudolph and this is how he teats us.