Darlene and I were walking through one of our many glorious malls today when she remarked, "I just figured out what one of the suckiest jobs in the world would be - mall Santa."
Then we talked about what it would be like to be a mall Santa. Having to put up with smelly diapers, sticky fingers groping your beard, screaming and crying, spoiled kids with endless wish lists, parents who won't let the picture get taken until their child looks 'just right' for the camera.....
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