He looked around as if looking for some help. “Um, sure, sure.” Santa said looking past me. Maybe you could put in a good word for me.” That’s a cute little elf you got out there. It was him! “And how are we this fine day?” Then I turned quickly to the kid behind me and stuck out my tongue as I hurried toward Santa. I gave her my sultriest look as I walked past the velvet rope she had removed to allow me to pass.
She lifted her arm gesturing for me to enter Santa’s workshop. “Oh, right,” I responded, “I get it.” And I gave her a little wink. I’m an elf and we elves don’t get any days off until Christmas is over,” she said as she smacked on her Hubba Bubba Bubble Gum while looking disinterestedly toward the rest of the line. Then added, “But what time do you get off work? I’d love to take a little elf like you out for a drink after work.” “You’re here to see Santa by yourself?” she asked as she gave me the once over. “Is that your son?” she asked me as she looked at the kid whose underestimation of Meatwad’s intelligence and braun would surely come back to haunt him one day.
Ed major at a local college told me I was next. Fortunately, it was about then that a little elf, who looked like she had to be a 20-year old Phys. His mom finally had to separate us, which was lucky for him, cause I was about to give him a knuckle sandwich. I got into a fight with the kid behind me because he said that Kenny from South Park could beat up MeatWad from the Aqua Teen Hunger Force. This might be a once in a lifetime opportunity. I waited in line.Ĭ’mon, like I wouldn’t wait in line to meet John Lennon or Loni Anderson if they were letting kids sit in their laps. There’s not even a window into which an eager guy like myself can focus his peepers to get a little glimpse of the big man. They really do a good job of hiding him back in his little North Pole workshop. Okay, so I was more distracted by the knowledge that I was so close to Santa, but couldn’t actually see him. It wasn’t going well, I kept getting distracted by the kids lined up to see Santa Claus. It all began when I went to the mall to get some last minute shopping done. So with Christmas coming up, I thought that I should tell you the story of my Christmas last year. This is a funny Christmas Story.worth a read!! Its not much jazz and razzmatazz.simple words n minimal music but wat a s been there since s only that I re-discovered it lately. yeah those smashing guys who delivered Zinda Hu wid apna Sanju Baba.find it on the net or buy the cd and just feast ur ears!!
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