grinningghost
<font color=green>Has a thing for the Swiss Family
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I remember like it was yesterday. Santa used to come to my Uncle's Christmas Eve parties and hand out presents to the kids. I was in 2nd grade, and when I went up to "Santa" to get my gift, I immediately recognized it was my DAD under all that white beard - his black mustache was showing through. Not only did I yell out "Hey, that's my Daddy in a Santa Claus suit!", I also got a big hand over my mouth (can't remember exactly which adult did that) and a threat that if I didn't shut my mouth my presents were going to be taken away.
It was a sad thing, I remember Christmas morning I woke up to find a note from my mom, saying "Now that you know the truth... blah, blah, blah.."

It was a sad thing, I remember Christmas morning I woke up to find a note from my mom, saying "Now that you know the truth... blah, blah, blah.."
