Then he slithered and slunk with a smile most unpleasant around the whole room and he took every present: Pop guns, pampoolas, pantookas, and drums, checkerboards, bissel-binks, popcorn, and plums. But he stuffed them in bags, then the Grinch very nimbly stuffed all the bags, one-by-one, up the chimbley.
The Grinch 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. It could be 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.