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Then again, I don't believe in god either so the concept of other imaginary friends is lost on me to begin with.
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YUP. This pretty much sums it up for me.
Never really believed it. At least not that I can remember. My mother tells me stories of how I used to write letters to Santa when I was 3 or 4, leave it on the kitchen table, and after hiding under the table, the letter would MAGICALLY DISAPPEAR. That's cute. I don't remember it.
So yes. From the time frame from which I can remember, I have never bought the schtick. I was yelled at once in my third grade classroom after telling some kid loudly that Santa didn't exist. I remember THAT very clearly. I was mad at the teacher for being dishonest.
Jam it back in, in the dark.