Santa was in the hospital, near death, so the family sent for

his friend Banta. As Banta stood beside the bed, Santa's frail

condition grew worse, and he motioned frantically for something

to write on. Banta lovingly handed him a pen and piece of paper,

and Santa used his last ounce of strength to scribble a note. Then he died.

 

 

Banta thought it best not to look at the note just then, so he

slipped it into his jacket pocket. Several days later, at the

funeral, Banta was visting Santa's family. He realized that he

was wearing the same jacket that he'd worn the day Santa died.

"You know," he said, "Santa handed me a note just before he died.

I haven't read it, but knowing Santa, I'm sure there's a word of

inspiration there for us all. "

He unfolded the note and read aloud infront of everyone,

"You're standing on my oxygen tube!"

Lmao

 

But Banta? I think that needs changing to a cooler name....... like keith maybe