Santa Hits on Me

A quick non-sequential story
As I was pulling into the parking lot at DIA, I discovered a rather scraggly Santa standing next to the ticket machine.  He greeted me with a solid “Merry Christmas!” and pushed the ticket button for me.
He handed me my ticket and a small tube as he said, “Here’s something for your beautiful lips.”  Then he lifted his sunglasses and took a closer look at me.
“And honey,” he said, “You’ve got bea-U-ti-ful lips!  Whoo!”

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