December 25, 2006

futile fables of faith

True, "Mom, do you believe in Easter?"

me, "Uh, yes. Why?"

True, "Because I believe in Santa, but he's a man. A man giving toys to boys and girls, that I can believe in. But animals are different, they're not smart. I mean, a bunny that puts chocolate into plastic eggs and then hides them for children--that's really weird. Isn't it?"

Posted by shoe at December 25, 2006 03:45 PM | TrackBack

I love sharp kids...

Posted by: Lisa W. at December 25, 2006 04:20 PM

Heh. Makes sense to me!!!

Merry Christmas to you and yours, Chou. :)

Posted by: Richmond at December 26, 2006 10:57 AM

Very true, True. It's almost as weird as the notion of a tattooed man with a mullet who flies around the country bringing liquor to good little blogger boys and girls.

Posted by: zonker at December 26, 2006 11:15 AM

What do you mean notion? I am still waiting on my darn liquor you know. Waiting. Patiently. The wife is out of town, NOW is the proper time. Only have one day off.

Merry Christmas Shoe, I hope that you and yours had a wonderful holiday.

Posted by: Richard at December 26, 2006 07:31 PM

Out of the mouths of babes...

...shall come 300 pounds of used bubble gum, a few splashes of vomit, the odd lost penny, and the truth.

True has got a lot on the ball.

Me, I put my faith in Mullet-Man. He's never let me down.

Posted by: Elisson at December 27, 2006 10:33 AM