When Cousin Chazz was seven he dreamed of getting Scooby Doo action figures for Christmas. He wrote a letter to Santa asking for Scooby Do0 action figures. Then on Christmas morning lil'Chazz opened a Scooby Doo stuffed animal. He was happy with this stuffed animal. But something bothered Chazz that day, and for many after. His letter to Santa had been specific -- five inch plastic figures of the entire gang of mystery solvers, not a 20 inch high plush Great Dane. His Scooby was suspiciously like the one he saw at Toys R Us. Sure, Lil'Chazz understood that Santa subbed work out to Nintendo and others, (elves obviously nowhere near the video game programmers the Japanese were), but he also thought the entire point of sending a letter was because Santa's Workshop built to one's specifications; lil'Chazz had sent them a blueprint. A Goddamned blueprint. Yes this was the Christmas Chazz realized a sad truth all kids must learn sooner or later: .. Santa is a hack. |
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