Is Santa Claus Real?

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Is Santa Claus Real?


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Every morning we wake and the sun shines on the same Earth. Nothing has changed, yet we wail, for it is Monday. We created the cage for our own minds, and so it is real.

Same as God.

Same as Santa.
 
Behead those who insult Santa
Scold Santa deniers. Wag a finger in disapproval at Santa deniers. Chuckle and shake your head at Santa deniers. Put a lump of coal in the stocking of Santa deniers. Tell Santa deniers to be better next year if they want any presents. Ostracize Santa deniers at the climax of your made-for-TV movie. Throw sugar plums and chocolate oranges at Santa deniers.
 
>find the Tomb of St. Nicholas of Myra underneath Turkish Church
>open up sarcophagus and scientifically examine St. Nicholas' remains
>do facial reconstruction to see what St. Nick actually looked like.
>He actually looks like Santa Claus
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Santa deniers on suicide watch rn.




 
>find the Tomb of St. Nicholas of Myra underneath Turkish Church
>open up sarcophagus and scientifically examine St. Nicholas' remains
>do facial reconstruction to see what St. Nick actually looked like.
>He actually looks like Santa Claus
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Santa deniers on suicide watch rn.




Santa isn't white and that's based as FUCK
 
An actual grandmother got ran over by a reindeer a couple days ago
The ancient prophecies better known as Christmas Carols are coming reality before our very eyes
Santa is real and he better bring me those socks
 
I have a Santa story, and I'd like to share it.

It was years ago, when my mom first went into an assisted living facility. Despite my best efforts and intentions, I was going to have to leave the home I grew up in very soon, and as a result, I wasn't exactly in the most festive of moods. Health problems on top of it weren't helping, either, and as I was downtown picking up medicinee, there was a Santa right outside the hardware shop ringing a bell and wishing everyone a merry Christmas.

Apparently the fact that I both felt and looked like shit bled through, because he asked me what was bothering me, and, having dealt with weeks of uncertainty and depression, I had a bit of a core vent moment, and broke down telling him about what happened - my mom taking ill after me taking care of her for years, the house being sold out from under me, and my whole life being upended as a result.

He told me that these kind of things happen to everyone at some point, and pointed out that I wouldn't have fought so hard for mom the way I had if I didn't genuinely care about my her. After joking that such would certainly get me on the nice list, he went on to explain that one of the most important things about the holiday is remembering those closest to us - both those who were in our lives, and those there no longer, and being able to show, in some small way, our appreciation for them. He then gave me a candy cane. It was one of the good ones, too, with the blue stripes.

I remember finding myself very comforted by his words at the time, and having had a few seconds to reflect on it, I said: "Thanks, Santa," and with slightly more spirit in my step, I began to make my way back to where I parked my car.

"Merry Christmas, Jaime!" I heard him say, as I left.

I froze. I realized only after the fact that I never told him my name. But when I looked back, he was gone.

Did he go back inside? Was he in actuality one of the hardware store employees recognizing me? Probably.
But in that one moment, for all intents and purposes, I felt like I actually met the guy.

And the world seemed that tiny bit brighter after that, if only for a little while.
 
I wish every santa denier an unmerry Christmas and their houses flood with coal
 
Not here to argue the existence of Santa Clause, I just wanna share this animation from a long time ago that has always stuck with me.
 
I wouldn't say I'm a Santa denier so much as a Santa skeptic. I just think it's a little unbelievable that he has a whole workshop full of elves that supposedly work year-round for nothing more than the happiness of children. the rest of those evil fuckers hide in their shoes and trees all day scheming against the white man so, what, Santa just happened to find a whole workforce full of The Good Ones? fuck off with your green hat propaganda, shill.
 
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