1. I totally condone a big, fat, hairy white guy in a red suit, saying he’s from the North Pole, carted around in a sleigh towed by a bunch of flying caribou – one with a reported glowing red nose that can “guide my (way) tonight” (yeah, sure) – landing on your roof, breaking in your house through your non-existent chimney and leaving free sh…uh, I mean, stuff. That’s awesome! Too bad he’s dead. Seven years now, too.

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