Well I always thought finding out Santa didn't exist was the most awesome shocker to my young psyche! like....psyche! My parents said....you believed that shit? we dressed up in red socks and left that sock for you, man we had you fooled. They WERE good.
Then I knew, we have to watch out for the moment when mighty OZ appears and pulls the fantasy island rug out from under your belief britches, "just keep it open(my mind)".. I said, "you never know?"...
So i just grabbed that sugary red and white peppermint candy and played with my lincoln logs, there never was a santa, just
chinese toys and dacron polyester carpet...

It seems like such an integral part of disappointment of life in America every kid should be forced to enjoy...ok, if they want.
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