Lost opportunity twelve years ago to punch the associate pastor's wife in the guts for telling my sweet five year old daughter that there is no Santa Claus and that anybody who told her there was is a liar and a pawn of Satan.
Since my husband does not believe in the immaculate conception or birth of Christ, and some self-righteous idiot tells his kindergartener there is no Santa Claus, who then tells the younger kids, then what major enjoyment is he left with around the holidays?
I guess the opportunity to forgive her isn't lost. Still working on it, obviously
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