We were waiting in line to see Santa just two days before Christmas, and The Dude comments that one of the elves (a young boy about eight) wasn't a real elf.
"Of course he is not a real elf!" I say. "Do you think Santa lets the real elves out of the workshop two days before Christmas??? I'll bet he left Mrs. Claus up there with them and she's saying 'You'd better get all those toys done or they'll be no cookies for you for a year!!!'"
If that's not bad enough, I remind him of the poor little sweatshop elves when he starts rattling off a bunch of new items on his wish list... I know this is all going to catch up with me someday...
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