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Why I believe in Santa Claus
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Sid    Posted 11-21-2004 at 01:24:24       [Reply]  [No Email]
When I was around twelve years old I began to suspect that there was something fishy about this Santa business. But I could never catch anybody to prove my point. Well when I was fourtenn Dad got caught in a cornpicker and lost part of his hand. That was in late November being the oldest the milking became my chore. I had been helping milk ever since I can remember and was really proud to be able to take over the milking and do a man's part to keep things going. Well when Christmas time came around Dad needed help hiding stuff in the garage. He and Mom had gotten a table tennis set and behind the table top we hid some of the big stuff for the little kids. Well you can imagine how big and grown up I felt I had proof that Santa was not real at last. But I knew I had to keep the secret and could not let the "little kids" know. I realized they were not old enough to understand. Well Christmas morning I unwrapped some neat stuff and was really feeling good the "secret" was kept from the "little ones". when It was time to get the ping pong table from the garage I was about ten feet tall, I knew what was behind the table and them "little Kids" was in for the suprise of their life. When their yes lit up I was about twelve foot tall because I was a part of making that suprise. After I helped them set up the table Mom and Dad told me not everything was brought in and I went outside there was a brand spanking new semi-automatic 22 rifle still in the box with my name on it. Now that was not there Christmas Eve and I know there is only one way it could have gotten there. So don't any of you non believer ever try to tell me they ain't no Santa Claus, cause I still got all the proof I ever need in my gun closet.


KellyGa    Posted 11-21-2004 at 07:22:13       [Reply]  [No Email]
That was a good story, I loved it. :) Santa is alive and well in this house!


Alias    Posted 11-21-2004 at 05:42:45       [Reply]  [No Email]
Are you trying to tell me that there are some who don't believe in Santa Claus? Shucks, I thought everybody did. Listen little children, don't let anybody tell you different, there is a Santa Clause.....JMHO.....gfp


deadcarp    Posted 11-21-2004 at 04:41:31       [Reply]  [No Email]
i lost my dad on my 21st birthday so he's been gone 40 years now, but i was always confident i had him on 1 shoulder & the old lord on the other.
they've looked after me for so long & left so many presents i reckon that's about all the santa claus 1 guy can carry. :)


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