The first day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Poppy in a glass case.
The second day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The third day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The fourth day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The fifth day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The sixth day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Six smiling critters, five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The seventh day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Seven GrabPack hands, six smiling critters, five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The eighth day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Eight liquid nitrogen traps, seven GrabPack hands, six smiling critters, five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The ninth day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Nine nightmare critter karate kicking, eight liquid nitrogen traps, seven GrabPack hands, six smiling critters, five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The tenth day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Ten years in the factory, nine nightmare critter karate kicking, eight liquid nitrogen traps, seven GrabPack hands, six smiling critters, five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The eleventh day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Eleven canisters of poppy gel, ten years in the factory, nine nightmare critter karate kicking, eight liquid nitrogen traps, seven GrabPack hands, six smiling critters, five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.
The twelve day of Christmas, The Prototype gave to me. Twelve eyes watching my every moment, eleven canisters of poppy gel, ten years in the factory, nine nightmare critter karate kicking, eight liquid nitrogen traps, seven GrabPack hands, six smiling critters, five golden Huggy balloons, four hallucinations by red smoke, three train crashes, two hours at the Game Station, and Poppy in a glass case.