Posted by Quixie at 7:32 AM
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The three kings.They bore gifts.
When I was a kid, on the morning of every January 6th, we would all wake up and look under our beds, where each of us kids had left a shoeboxful of fresh-cut grass the night before (for the camels, of course, who were surely hungry after such a long journey). There underneath we would find the shoebox, now empty of grass but with a toy in its place.
It's way cooler than Santa Claus, I think.
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