Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the Keller's house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Except for a five-foot buck (which sure looked like a reindeer)....
See, kids, this is how legends -- and famous poems -- get started.
Despite questioning by reporters, the Kellers remain mum on the scrap of furry red suit and the ash foot prints found around their chimney -- and where they got all the extra presents.
Hope you all had a very merry Christmas!
Monday Evening Open Thread
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