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At what age did you stop believing in Santa?

Honestly...probably...seven. Because that would've been the year my brother was born, which in turn would've had me wondering why my Christmas budget was slashed in half all of a sudden. I do remember my mom and dad offering some mealy-mouthed story about how parents have to pay Santa Claus for services rendered, but even then, an alleged saint behaving like a prostitute must not have made much sense to me.

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bigolebadassbob
Dec. 24th, 2011 02:15 pm (UTC)
I pretty much knew all along he wasn't real.

I don't think Santa would keep our presents in my closet. Unfortunately, opening them up and not closing them very well alerted my parents to the fact that we knew.

Oops.

Edited at 2011-12-24 02:20 pm (UTC)
glamoursnipe
Dec. 24th, 2011 02:35 pm (UTC)
Well, my parents always hid our stash at their workplances, so...even after I knew they were full of shit.
chelseascum
Dec. 24th, 2011 08:58 pm (UTC)
What? Santa's not real? Fuck. Well... make that 31, then.
glamoursnipe
Dec. 26th, 2011 12:25 am (UTC)
Has my family got a story for you. ;)
chelseascum
Dec. 26th, 2011 02:30 pm (UTC)
Ooh, does it involve reindeer and talking snowmen? I love those!
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