Mr. Alcibiates, come in my house...

[Secret Santa]

My dear Cinda,

You can sit on my lap anytime. We just don't tell Mrs. Clause.

ALCI ALCI ALCI....

I know my USPS elf sent me confirmation in a secret code.

John has a long mustache.

Which is code for, ALCI has been hit!

I hope I didn't take you down to much.

Santana

[Alcibiates]

My dear Cinda,
Which is code for, ALCI has been hit!

I hope I didn't take you down to much.

Santana

*blinks* Waaahh? All I remember I starting to open a box, and then it just goes blank... I didn't think I'd ever wake up...

This is amazing santa! Thank you so much!