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pinkheather
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The village near where i live has as any village does a good complement of young men and their families, as is normal with young men some are a bit wild and some a bit wilder than others. There are two brothers both married with a young child who are a bit wilder than others and in trouble with the cops quite often this time they were involved in a fight where knives were produced [carries 4 years up here just for having one on your person] so are up to there necks in it this time. One of the village men was playing Santa in the village hall and all the young bairns were going to see Santa. One of the little boys of one of these brothers [who arent that bad really just wild] got on Santas knee and was asked what your name - how old are you - what is Santa bringing you and have you been a good boy to which the little lad said "yes i have been a good boy" to which Santa replied " Your no like your faither then". The wee boy went back to his Mum and said Santa knows my Dad and his mum enquired as to what he said so the wee soul told her. Well all hell let loose in the grotto with mum of said boy giving Santa a right good shoeing. Christmas, joy to the world and peace among men, but somebody needs to tell the woman folks.