Oh I miss being a kid. Listening for the big fat red guy, eagerly awaiting his bulging sack to be unloaded all over. Of course then my uncle would go home and then we got excited about Christmas.
Oh I miss being a kid. Listening for the big fat red guy, eagerly awaiting his bulging sack to be unloaded all over. Of course then my uncle would go home and then we got excited about Christmas.