If the tykes are having a tough time getting to sleep, just read this to them.
Pharyngula
Evolution, development, and random biological ejaculations from a godless liberal
If the tykes are having a tough time getting to sleep, just read this to them.
Well, Santa is a recluse but he has his own postal code and I hear that if you mail him a letter there is a good chance that you will get a reply.
Over to you, JC.
But Calvin recants in the end. He decides “I do believe in Santa Claus, no matter how preposterous he sounds.” His reason: risk analysis. “I want presents. Lots of presents. Why risk not getting them over a matter of belief.” Pascal’s wager made real in the funny paper.
Hey, it makes sense to eight year-olds.
Merry fucking Happy to all!
And Good Night.
I don’t remember any 8 year olds when I was a kid who hadn’t had Santa figured as a hoax already. I nailed it a 6 and I doubt I was particularly precocious. Mom said “but don’t tell the younger siblings so they can have the fun”. Silly me I agreed to go along with it. Even with this giant hint I still hadn’t figured out God until I was around 16.