Patience is my middle name. I've been chasing a certain wascally wabbit since the last millenium.

Glad to hear from you Santa, if only to be bawled out once again. Golly whillikers. First you threaten me with coal, and now I get chewed out for, for, for, for--what????? Did I ever say you weren't a good Santa? What, pray tell, did I ever do to you, O invisible presence of presents?

I gratefully look forward to whatever, whenever, and however you have in mind.

Your patient, penitent, and one helluva nice Santee,

Elmer