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  P.S. Bring snake treats for my hair pets.

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  Sup Santa,

  Pa rum pum pum pum and fa la la la la la la la la. Yeah, it’s that time of year again. Really don’t think I need to introduce myself seeing I’ve been pulling your sleigh for so long. But to be formal and all, I’m Rudolph, the one with the red nose. Yeah, listen. We need a vacation this Christmas. Me and the Boys (the other eight reindeers) have picked out a cool little spot down in Miami, Florida. Right on the beach. We know it’s almost the Big Day, but we really need to lay back and relax for once. You know? You can use your backup deer for this year’s gift delivery. Just strap on those new high beam headlights we bought you last year to the front of your ride and you’re set.

  Santa, you do this for us and we’ll owe you big time, man. We’ll bring you back a palm tree to go in the front yard and a pet flamingo for the Mrs.

  Merry Christmas,

  Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer