The Donkey was very large and looked like

The Donkey was very large and looked like it could crash a whole town in a matter of minutes.

I was suddenly very confused. Was I dreaming? What is real? What is fake? I just don't know anymore!

For years they'd spun their little lies about the fat bearded man, and the toys, and flying reindeer. They had forced me to be good on penalty of coal. And I was the sucker that

fell for it cane, tree & stocking. But never again! I cornered them cold on Christmas eve. "If you believe in him, he'll bring toys. If not, he won't. So do you?" said Dad. I froze

in disbelief. Dad still believed in Santa? Even I knew he wasn't real. Dad was 48! How could he still believe in Santa?

Was it a desperate attempt to hold on to his childhood or was he hiding a different secret? The fact that he kept 2 reindeer in the garden should have been the clue. I decided to

open the gate and take a closer look at the reindeer. None of them had a red nose it was not a lost childhood but definitely another secret. the left reindeer started coming toward

the gate, anxious to take me around the world. I had been warned not to fill my bestiary with prostitute reindeer, but I didn't listen. I was seduced by their willingness to

provide salt licks in vile positions. Vixen and Prancer were the call-girl reindeer; they're mother Maxine was madam of the stable. Santa would be coming to town after all.