I mean, peoplebySantaandtheyintherabbits a littlestressed, like, there's a 9 ftrabbitthat's gonnabreakintoourhouseonthroweggsaround.
But I don't evenevenwhen I waslikethree, I waslike, There's nobeingtoothfairylalalaYouknow, I didn't I didn't know I was a boyofspecialimagination.
I suppose I neededmy I neededmymythand I wastellingsomething.
I wasdreamingin a halfsleeplastnightbecause I knew I wasgonnatalktoyou.
I thought, youknow, it's truethat I maynothavetheSantaClausmyth, butifsomebodywouldhavetoldsomebodybeforetelevisionorairplaneshadbeeninventedthat I wasgonnaflyoverthecloudsonceortwice a yearandsee a tallredheadedmaninNewYorkCityandwewouldhave a conversationfulloflaughsandbeveragesandthere'd be a machinetosenditatthesametimealloverthecountryandpeople, ifyoucouldlisten, wouldbelaughingalloverthecountry.
Itwouldbeveryfun.
Andthenyouflybackovertheclouds, right?
That's equallyaspowerfulanddelightful.
Event, I think, reallyscrewed.
ThingsshowshouldreplaceChristmas.
I reallybelievethatmaysound a littledeludedthere, but I dothinkthat I shouldbethenewbasisfortheChristianreligion.