I have stolen Christmas.
See if you can get it back. We'll make a game of it.
Before we begin, please note that, somewhat contrary to custom, we'll be using the giant clam rules. For those of you who may be unfamiliar with them, they are as follows: Anyone may join the giant clam. If any member of the giant clam says that he or she is the giant clam, then every member of the giant clam dies.
Also keep in mind that this is not a drinking game. <i>You</i> should maintain the highest standards of sobriety at all times. The fate of Christmas is at stake.
Third, in several strategic locations, I have placed clues that will help the astute observer discover the current wheareabouts of Christmas. Their identities may not be obvious now, but they will become clearer with the passage of time. Please remember though that I do not intend to give up my new possession so easily. For the moment, I should say that perhaps each of you already has a clue: consider the way <i>you</i> write the letter 'E'. The course of your responses here may constrain the nature of my future messages (but certainly not of my past messages).
Finally, one among <i>you</i> is not playing fair. Be careful.
More to follow.
Be seeing you.