When I was a child, I tried to stay up to catch Santa in the act; but every year I would invariably doze off and miss the magic elf. Try as I may, the only trace of his coming was an empty glass of milk, half eaten cookie and the loot we hauled in that year.
As an adult, I had given up on the holiday, but last year something happened. Family came to visit, made a fuss about the dearth of yuletide spirit, and hung a few decorations about the house. Now old St. Nick hadn’t paid a visit in decades, besides, I didn’t think he was real. Well, like I said, something happened last year; and now I don’t know what to think.
About three o’clock in the morning, I hear an unusual noise; I’m thinking burglars, and man I’m pissed! Stealing on Xmas day, in my house at that! Being from Texas, I grab my pistol and just in case, a digital camera. I figured shoot the c
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