When you buy a tree and put that in your house, and when you put all the presents under the tree, that's all for Satan, not for Jesus. One day I was thinking about how the name Santa looks familiar, and I'm thinking to myself, Goddammit... No, wait, sorry. I'm thinking to myself, Santa... No, that's Satan. You see? They kept the S but they just changed all the rest of the letters around.
--Brooklyn-bound C train
Overheard by: P. Mills
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