I went to bed like a child on Christmas Eve whose belief in Santa - TopicsExpress



          

I went to bed like a child on Christmas Eve whose belief in Santa has begun to crack and crumble around the edges. Hoping against hope that something would prove his lack of faith wrong forever. Waking, he wants to stop himself from racing to the tree to see if there was evidence of the corpulent intruder. A glowing Christmas resplendence greets him at the bottom of the stairs. The cookies have been snarfled. The milk has been pilfered. The gifts are real. Great glorious bannings. Merry Christmas, nerds.
Posted on: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 19:28:43 +0000

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