My husband (coming home from work): ‘Santa Claus visited us at work and as I was good the whole year, I got some chocolate..’
Me: ‘OMG that’s huge. May I get from it, too?’
My husband (photo 1): ‘Well, as you can see this is in the shape of an ‘R’, like ‘Robert’, so apparently only people having a first name starting with this letter can get from it.. , no wives starting with ‘P’ like ‘Piros’ can, unfortunately..’
Me (accompanied by the sound of a soft crackling, photo 2):
‘Sorry darling, have you just said something?’
Quiz: how to be unbelievably and limitless naughty?
Background: my son, Walter (10) attended a Santa Claus party today. He reports to have been rather bored as Santa made a far too long speech, meanwhile Underaged Walter understandably got a little hungry, so he carefully took some sweets from the pocket of Black Pete.
MY SON HAS PICKPOCKETED BLACK PETE!!!!!
I envision a bright future for him in the business world.
Our daughter (13):
‘Grown-ups always warn children of two things: eat healthy, and never accept anything from strangers.
At Santa time of the year, however, they themselves encourage children to accept in shops and even in the street a crazy amount of candies and lollies from not only total strangers they know nothing about, but also from totally creepy strangers who wear such a strong make up under which it is impossible to recognise anybody, not to mention if you need later to identify the guy.
Grown-ups are not logical.’
Just took a picture for a friend of the restaurant where I am having dinner.
Then I took a closer look at the photo.. I might have discovered what Santa spends his time with between two Decembers??