January 11, 2025, placed 3rd in Miranda Hawley's Christmas Tizzy contest
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The North Pole life can be so hard. Poor Santa longed to take a break. His missus told him, “Off we go to Florida. It’s for your sake!” While he lounged by the indoor pool, she vamoosed with a young masseur in Santa’s car with all his cash. This vicious blow he would endure. He called Rudolph: “I’m stranded here. I want to be back home TODAY.” Eight reindeer dashed to Florida to rescue him in his own sleigh.
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