So I called my good buddy Tom, who I haven’t talked to in ages, and chatted with him for a while. And I got a chance to talk to little Jonathan. I forget how easy the young can be influenced. So me being me tell Jonathan that Santa is here at my place, and having a beer. The little guy asks to talk to him, so I tell him that Santa is in the bathroom. I figured the kid wouldn’t even remember. Well a few minutes later Tom calls back to tell me that “Santa” had called to talk to Jonathan. Jonathan tells Santa that he just talked to Uncle Chris who told him Santa was over at my place drinking beer in the bathroom. Oops. So I kicked that no good imposter out. The weird thing was a bunch of reindeer pulling a sled picked the guy up.