He could hardly lift his spoon during breakfast, and then he was out on the lake, his spoon soon replaced by a shovel.

Whenever you give someone a present or sing a holiday song, you're helping Santa Claus. To me, that's what Christmas is all about. Helping Santa Claus!

The bark on the tree was just a little softer.

You make the decision: Whom did God punish?

He could hardly lift his spoon during breakfast, and then he was out on the lake, his spoon soon replaced by a shovel.

There was something special about being in a strange place, all alone in a mass of people even if you had just screwed up your life, or perhaps especially if you had just screwed up your life.

Warning: Do not read this story right after eating. In fact, don't read it right before eating either. In fact, just to be safe, don't read this story if you're ever planning to eat again.