This past Christmas I wanted to do a little something special so I decided to dress up as Santa and visit some of the neighborhood kids. Alright, granted the pink shawl was not the ideal choice of clothing, however, considering the fact that I didn't have a big red suit, I figured it was the next best thing. Anyway, I was out there asking kids what they wanted for Christmas and all that and everything was going pretty well. But then this one kid noticed my hand on my beard. He asked me why I was holding onto my beard like that and then the other kids became curious too. I tried to play it off like it was just a comfortable thing to do, but they weren't buying. Finally, they flat out dared me to take the hand off the beard and of course, I couldn't turn down a dare from a bunch of punk kids. I moved my hand and the wooden Santa head fell to the ground. I tried real quick to duck my own head under the shawl to make it seem like I really was Santa and that my head had simply fallen off, but that only seemed to make an embarrassing situation even worse. Despite my efforts, they easily spotted my real head bulging from under the shawl. So in a matter of seconds, I had transformed from the great Santa Claus into a pathetic weird dude cowering beneath a pink shawl. At that point, there was nothing left to do but run away.