Every Trainer down in Driftveil liked Christmas a lot, but the N, who lived just north of Driftveil - did not.
The N hated Christmas - the whole Christmas season. Now, please don't ask why; no one quite knows the reason. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. Or it could be that his head wasn't screwed on just right. But I think that the most likely reason of all... may have been that his heart was two sizes too small. But, whatever the reason, his heart or his trainers (Nike™), he stood there on Christmas Eve hating the Trainers. Staring down from his castle, with a sour Glalie frown, at the warm, lighted windows below in their town. For he knew that every trainer down in Driftveil beneath was busy now, hanging a Liligant wreath.