I Love Christmas
[big][b]A Christmas Story[/b][/big]
A young friend sent me this story about David (a fictitious name), a young man I know, a first year college student who has Asperger’s Syndrome and who is very bright and a brilliant musician.
[quote][i]Today, David's mom made him sit on Santa's lap, reason unknown. Anyway, he found a way to make sure she never wants him to do it again:
When Santa said, "Hello young man, what's your name?"
He said, "I don't think that's any of your business, fatty."
Santa then said, "ho ho ho," and David said, "why, is Mrs Claus making out with the head elf again?"
So Santa then cautiously proceeded to ask what he wanted for Christmas, and he said:
“Well a few things. One, to be taller. Two, incredible violin playing abilities. And three, for pedophiles like you to stop sneaking into children's houses every Christmas eve.”
Santa says, "What do you mean?"
"Oh come on, you're watching us when we're sleeping, and you can tell the exact time we wake up. That spells Creeper with a capital C."
Santa says, "Okay, you can go now. Merry Christmas!"
David says: as long as you don't sneak down my chimney, it will be.”
That had to be the greatest thing I've ever seen, funny enough for Carol Burnett, even.
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Awkward!
A young friend sent me this story about David (a fictitious name), a young man I know, a first year college student who has Asperger’s Syndrome and who is very bright and a brilliant musician.
[quote][i]Today, David's mom made him sit on Santa's lap, reason unknown. Anyway, he found a way to make sure she never wants him to do it again:
When Santa said, "Hello young man, what's your name?"
He said, "I don't think that's any of your business, fatty."
Santa then said, "ho ho ho," and David said, "why, is Mrs Claus making out with the head elf again?"
So Santa then cautiously proceeded to ask what he wanted for Christmas, and he said:
“Well a few things. One, to be taller. Two, incredible violin playing abilities. And three, for pedophiles like you to stop sneaking into children's houses every Christmas eve.”
Santa says, "What do you mean?"
"Oh come on, you're watching us when we're sleeping, and you can tell the exact time we wake up. That spells Creeper with a capital C."
Santa says, "Okay, you can go now. Merry Christmas!"
David says: as long as you don't sneak down my chimney, it will be.”
That had to be the greatest thing I've ever seen, funny enough for Carol Burnett, even.
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Awkward!
