My twin brother, Christian Clause, is too busy learning the ropes of the factory this year to leave the North Pole for one day.

Until this year, he and I had always visited places together - even though Papa Clause kept threatening year-long to leave him behind at Christmas (if you knew my brother, you'd understand why).

(Deep down my brother's really kind, but on the surface he's a player of romance and mischief.)

So, since I feeling a bit lonely, I thought I'd've a bit of mischief for him.
So I took over the sleeper car.

(but I did not run over the taco bell dog. That was someone else entirely.)

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