Mimi took me and Tasia to the mall to see Santa.
Neither of us have seen this mysterious man before but he comes with many superb references. We are ready to meet "the man."
Tasia talked to Santa and told him what she wanted for Christmas. I believe she told him, "All kinds of stuff." Being a woman, she is both vague and specific all at once. I don't know how they do it.
Then, it was my turn. He seemed to be an alright person as long as I could see my Mimi.
It didn't take me long to be ready to get down, though.
My verdict on the whole Santa experience? I'm glad it is over.
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