Father: Son, do you know what is going to happen on the 25th of next month?
Son: Yeah, the same thing that happens every month. That's when Mummy. . . . . .
Father: No, son I'm not talking about that. Mummy is taking a rest at the moment but what I am talking about is Xmas.
Son: Yeah right, like I already asked Santa for Dungeons and Dragons ver:3476. 8, a science kit and a toy AK-47 like those Muslim kids bring to school.
Father: That's cool but I want to talk about the real meaning of Xmas. You see, there is no real meaning of Xmas because it is based on a fairy tale and the characters were all made up.
Son: But I believe in Santa Claus. And you know what? I heard Santa and almost saw him last Xmas.
Father: That's great son. I wish I were here to see Santa with you, but I was away on that business trip.
Son: Yeah, I heard him tiptoe downstairs; we must have been the last house coz it was just becoming light, but I went to the window just in time to see Santa drive away.
Father: Drive away?
Son: Yeah Dad, he was driving one of them fancy BMWs just like what Mummy's boss has. In fact, it was exactly the same colour. Like, what are the chances?
Father: (? ! %$#@)
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