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A childhood belief about father christmas

When I started to disbelieve the Santa Claus stuff, I decided to figure out who it was. A friend and I decided to work for weeks on elaborite traps. We had tripwires hooked up to a coffee full of pennies, and the can was over a doorframe. When "Santa," my dad, walked under, he was blugened over the head by the extramely heavy coffee can, and fell on the floor. He did think it was a pretty good trick though.

— Neatoman

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