I reasoned it out around eight.
I marshaled all my logical arguments as to why he isn't real, prepared for a debate.
Went to ma and confronted her about it, expecting a defense of the home invading fatty.
"Is Santa real?"
She just said, "Nahp".
I felt like I was gonna win that fight and she wouldn't take the bout.
I marshaled all my logical arguments as to why he isn't real, prepared for a debate.
Went to ma and confronted her about it, expecting a defense of the home invading fatty.
"Is Santa real?"
She just said, "Nahp".
I felt like I was gonna win that fight and she wouldn't take the bout.