Santy Free Zone!
Posted on Nov 30, 07:51 pm by Wriggle Pot
Me mummy tried to take me to see the Big Fake Santy yesterday. I did NOT like him – he was fat and red and had a yukky fake white beard. He was NOT Santy. I never met Santy personal like, but this was NO real Santy. Mummy tried to say “Scout do you want to sit on Santy’s lap?” and I says to Mummy; “No. No. No. No. No” I wasn’t having a tanty or anything but I did NOT want to sit on that Fake Santy’s lap. Mummy tried to tell me it was one of Santy’s Helper Santys but I don’t care. I don’t want to sit on a Santy’s Helper Santy, no fear.
Me neighbour Austin, he was fooled right some – he did NOT realise it was a silly Helper Santy and he smiled up a storm. I know all about that – me mummy, she thinks that Northland is Northpole and that that nylon Santy was real but no-one pulls the polyester beard over Scout’s eyes, oh no. I only sit with real Santys and EVERYBODY knows he doesn’t stuff his big belly down me chimney until Christmas Eve. Me neighbour Mali was hip to the jive ho, though, she had the same idea as me, that’s Scout. Wouldn’t have a bar of the Helper Santy.
You’ll hear from me again about that Santy.
