Bah!

Dear Doctor Doom... Dear Doom, This year, Doom has been most productive! In Janurary, Doom sacrificed gore_whore_5's soul to the Nether Demons in exchange for the soul of Doom's beloved mother, but that bastard Mephisto cheated Doom once again! They shall all pay dearly! (1000 points). In March, Doom implated a neural explosive in gawayn's heart and sent the fool into the Baxter Building, destroying much of Richards' precious scientific equipment and setting his work back for years to come. My loyal spies within the Baxter Building (the ones like jellied and stdelia that survived the explosion, anyway) have informed Doom that Richards was just on the cusp of finding a cure for his idiot friend, the orange-rocked idiot Benjamin Grimm! HAHAHA! You fool! You shall forever remain hideous and scarred, just like Doom! If Doom can't be pretty, NO ONE WILL! (500,000 points) In October Doom tricked the Silver Surfer into transfering into Doom the POWER COSMIC, and Doom proceeded to destroy much of the American east coast, killing surrealname in the process. Doom is sorry, my loyal, loud, redheaded minion. Wrong place, wrong time. (-.0000000001 points). The Eastern Seaboard conquered, Doom ventured to the pitiful American state of Florida, abducted kkwsapphire, and made her Doom's Queen! (8,000,000 points) Last Tuesday, Doom organized a bake-sale for his beloved citizens of Latveria, who all praised Doom for the noble and benevolent ruler he truly is. (500,000,000,000 points). Overall, Doom has been DOOM, for Doom is above such weakling notions of "naughty" and "nice"! (7 bazillion points). For Christmas, Doom shall utterly crush the fool Richards once and for all and then Doom shall take his rightful place as Ruler of the Universe! Sincerely, Doctor Victor Von Doom.

Christmas is a dangerous holiday. It suggests that something should be loved and worshipped more than Doom! From henceforth, Christmas shall be deemed DOOMSMAS, and everyone shall give to me! It shall be just live every day when Doom rules the world, except on DOOMSMAS, you put little green bows on your pitiful offerings!

Praise Doom. Curse Richards.