This time of year, the newsroom spends much of our free time (what's that?) typing up Santa letters to be published in the newspaper. They run the gamut -- some make you laugh, some make you angry, some (including some we don't publish) make you want to cry.
I've been processing the e-mailed letters, and I had to pass along this postscript:
P.S. If you're a fake don't tell me. I don't want to know.
I don't either, Sam. I don't either.