I worked with a guy who as soon as he started to talk to you he would scratch his crotch. This was made worse by the fact that I worked in Santa's Workshop.
And that he was Santa.
Those suits probably ARE itchy, but damn, Santa, control yourself! And the poor elves that were eye to crotch level - oy.
I'm getting coal this year now, aren't I? Nevermind what I said - scratch away, Santa, scratch away!
Ho Ho Ho to Belynda P.!
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