I thought everyone knew how Anti-Claus, in his bottomless evil, duped Kringle into believing his gesture of “Holiday Spirit” was a genuine outpouring of Yuletide cheer, gained entry into the very halls of the North Pole, ransacked Mrs. Claus (that we shall not speak of, she still growls like a cougar when it is mentioned) and proceeded to force Kringle to hide in the reindeer stables for a whole unbathed week before using Rudolph’s mutant glowing nose to drive off the ice born fiends.
Sorry. I had two brothers who delighted in teasing me, but never regaled me with wicked good stories of Anti-Claus.
If they had, I might see Christmas a little differently, now.