When my brother and I were younger, we used to believe we were meant to be Santa's Elves. Every year we would be walking along, and suddenly out of nowhere we would go:
"Hey Jake! Check my ears. I think they are pointier this year!"
"Yes, mine too! Maybe we'll be Santa's Elves this year."
Or something similar. I can't remember it exactly, but it was
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