Thank you, Thérèse.

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These pictures are obviously months old, but entirely necessary to post. Somehow this past winter I got roped into being Santa for our PTA meeting. I think it was basically because there weren't any other males around so they said, "Hey, Mr. Hughes, will you be Santa tonight?" Chuckling aloud, I agreed.

This was my getup. The hat didn't fit on my head and kept falling off. The pillow in my stomach was square shaped, making Santa look like he was on female hormones. The pillow also wasn't big enough, making my belt fall down to my ankles more than once. On top of all that, my "boots" barely covered my thoroughly destroyed Newbalance shoes.

After several children tried pulling at my beard and called me a fake, I had to make rounds in the actual PTA meeting. This child was so scared that it started screaming in the meeting, to which I responded, "Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!"

In waving my hand, as a Santa is supposed to do, I would lose control of my belt and it would fall down to the floor. As I went down to get my belt, my hat would fall off. I no doubt looked like Billy Bob Thornton in Bad Santa doing this. Some of the sympathetic teachers looking on tried to help me, but it was no real help.

I did have a few satisfied customers, but that's just because they got some candy out of the deal.

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