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Of Course You Are

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TheĀ  Boy, upon seeing the pile of presents under the tree: “I knew I was good. I just knew it!”

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Will the Real Fat Man Please Stand Up.

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The Boy, after standing at our town Santa Parade, waiting to see the final float that Santa rides on: “C’mon! Where is the fat man? I want to see the fat man!”

The Girl: “Mom said Dad wasn’t coming.”

1-800-No-Santa

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The Big Man’s about to go down; The Girl is on to the Santa ruse: “It has to be you & dad. You read the list & everything you say ‘no’ to, we don’t get.”

Me: “Maybe we call Santa & go over the list with him.”

The Girl: “Right. Like Santa has a phone.”