found this nifty piece written by james thurber in 1927. what if papa hemingway had written the night before christmas instead of clement c. moore? he might have done it something like this:
“Is Saint Nicholas asleep?” asked the children.
“No,” mamma said. “Be quiet.”
“What the hell would he be asleep tonight for?” I asked.
“He might be,” the children said.
“He isn’t,” I said.
hahaha. thurber was a champion. i loved walter mitty when i was a lad.