[Mid] "Melissa McCarthy" <melissamccarthy@hotmail.com>: XA:Fwd: X X Files X Files Christmas

Does this qualify as a period discussion? How many years old is the
Santa Claus myth?

Aislin

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Any X-Filiacs among you, enjoy! Even if you don't watch the show, this
is pretty cute!
>>
>> "We're too late! It's already been here."
>>
>> "Mulder, I hope you know what you're doing."
>>
>>
>> "Look, Scully, just like the other homes: Douglas fir, truncated,
>> mounted, transformed into a shrine; halls decked with boughs of
>> holly; stockings hung by the chimney, with care."
>>
>> "You really think someone's been here?"
>>
>> "Someone, or something."
>>
>> "Mulder, over here--it's a fruitcake."
>>
>> "Don't touch it! Those things can be lethal."
>>
>> "It's O.K. There's a note attached: 'Gonna find out who's naughty
>> and nice.'"
>>
>> "It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list."
>>
>> "Who? What are you talking about?"
>>
>> "Ancient mythology tells of an obese humanoid entity who could
>> travel at great speed in a craft powered by antlered servants.
>> Once a year, near the winter solstice, this creature is said
>> to descend from the heavens to reward its followers and punish
>> disbelievers with jagged chunks of anthracite."
>>
>>
>> "But that's legend, Mulder--a story told by parents to frighten
>> children. Surely you don't believe it?"
>>
>> "Something was here tonight, Scully. Check out the bite marks on
>> this gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate of cookies
>> was massive--and in a hurry."
>>
>> "It left crumbs everywhere. And look, Mulder, this milk glass has
>> been completely drained."
>>
>> "It gorged itself, Scully. It fed without remorse."
>>
>> "But why would they leave it milk and cookies?"
>>
>> "Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop its
wilding."
>>
>> "But if this thing does exist, how did it get in? The doors and
>> windows were locked. There's no sign of forced entry."
>>
>> "Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace."
>>
>> "Wait a minute, Mulder. If you're saying some huge creature landed
>> on the roof and came down this chimney, you're crazy. The flue is
>> barely six inches wide. Nothing could get down there."
>>
>> "But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions
>> at once?"
>>
>> "You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?"
>>
>> "Exactly. Scully, I've never told anyone this, but when I was a
child
>> my home was visited. I saw the creature. It had long white shanks
>> of fur surrounding its ruddy, misshapen head. Its bloated torso
>> was red and white. I'll never forget the horror. I turned away,
>> and when I looked back it had somehow taken on the facial features
>> of my father."
>>
>> "Impossible."
>>
>> "I know what I saw. And that night it read my mind. It brought me
>> a Mr. Potato Head, Scully. It knew that I wanted a Mr. Potato
Head!"
>>
>> "I'm sorry, Mulder, but you're asking me to disregard the laws of
>> physics. You want me to believe in some supernatural being who
soars
>> across the skies and brings gifts to good little girls and boys.
>> Listen to what you're saying. Do you understand the repercussions?
>> If this gets out, they'll close the X-files."
>>
>> "Scully, listen to me: It knows when you're sleeping. It knows when
>> you're awake."
>>
>> "But we have no proof."
>>
>> "Last year, on this exact date, SETI radio telescopes detected
>> bogeys in the airspace over twenty-seven states. The White House
>> ordered a Condition Red."
>>
>> "But that was a meteor shower."
>>
>> "Officially. Two days ago, eight prized Scandinavian reindeer
>> vanished from the National Zoo, in Washington, D.C. Nobody--not
even
>> the zookeeper--was told about it. The government doesn't want
people
>> to know about Project Kringle. They fear that if this thing is
proved
>> to exist the public will stop spending half its annual income in a
>> holiday shopping frenzy. Retail markets will collapse. Scully, they
>> cannot let the world believe this creature lives. There's too much
at
>> stake. They'll do whatever it takes to insure another silent
night."
>>
>> "Mulder, I --"
>>
>> "Sh-h-h. Do you hear what I hear?"
>>
>> "On the roof. It sounds like ... a clatter."
>>
>> "The truth is up there. Let's see what's the matter."
>>
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HO HO HO!!!! Merrrrrrry Christmas! Happy Chanuka! Good Kwanzaa!

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