Scene: Getting ready for bed Christmas Eve.
Me: Buddy, if you don't cooperate, Santa isn't going to bring you any presents.
Buddy: That's fine. Because if he brings me coal, I'll use it to make a fire which will burn the house down and then I'll be on the Naughty List next year too.
Me: Well, fine. Perhaps you better stay on on his Good List.
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Despite an outbreak of the cold virus and the stomach flu, Santa still came and we had a nice Christmas. Many more exciting details of Christmas vacation to come.