Well, I'm not sure about that, but...
I was a "special witness " of Santa one time.
I went downstairs on sexmas eve and I saw my mother kissing Santa.
I screamed, "YOU WHORE!" and dove at her. How could she betray my father's trust like that?
However, in my berserker fueled rage I failed to notice that Santa had the finished glass of milk in his hand which he broke over my head causing me to black out.
I awoke in the hospital the next morning with my parents standing over me. Still in a daze, I muttered to my father, "Mommy's a hobag."
My father laughed and said, "No, son. Mommy is not a hobag. She and Santa were just rehearsing a play while daddy watched from a corner with a video camera."
"Really?" I asked.
"Really," He responded, "Now you should rest up, son. You lost a lot of blood from the glass shards that got lodged in your head."
He reached over and pressed the morphine release button. "Merry Christmas."
As I began to black out again, I heard more laughing from the room. One of the laughs sounded just like Santa's from the night before.
Santa was real.
I screamed, "YOU WHORE!" and dove at her. How could she betray my father's trust like that?
However, in my berserker fueled rage I failed to notice that Santa had the finished glass of milk in his hand which he broke over my head causing me to black out.
I awoke in the hospital the next morning with my parents standing over me. Still in a daze, I muttered to my father, "Mommy's a hobag."
My father laughed and said, "No, son. Mommy is not a hobag. She and Santa were just rehearsing a play while daddy watched from a corner with a video camera."
"Really?" I asked.
"Really," He responded, "Now you should rest up, son. You lost a lot of blood from the glass shards that got lodged in your head."
He reached over and pressed the morphine release button. "Merry Christmas."
As I began to black out again, I heard more laughing from the room. One of the laughs sounded just like Santa's from the night before.
Santa was real.
OMGosh, Raptor, that story is so special! It has truly touched my heart. I feel the spirit...or is it the morphine?
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