Tom the Dancing Bug by Ruben Bolling for December 05, 2013

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Enjoy this Classic Tom the Dancing Bug Every Thursday Panels from the annals of the Tom the Dancing Bug archive Check back every Friday for a fresh, brand new Tom the Dancing Bug! the claus view part I 1990 RUBEN BOLLING Claus: I want to thank you for seeing me. I know a lot of the things I said on the phone must have sounded crazy. I couldn't believe it myself, at first. Now I know... I'm in great danger just being here. But what I have to tell you -- the TRUTH -- has to get out! People have to know! Claus: Where do I begin? Well, at the beginning, I guess. It was last month, December, that it started. It was a time of wonder -- of snow-white optimism. I was like any other kid, I suppose. I loved Christmas. And Santa Claus. What kid doesn't love him? Hell, I even had my list -- I wanted a soccer ball and a G.I. Joe Desert Action Gift Set. And if I was good, Santa would bring them. Yeah. Right. VISIT SANTA I guess I first noticed that something was wrong one day in town. Ah, maybe that's a lie. Maybe I knew something was wrong all the time-- just didn't admit it to myself. Seeing several different Santas in the same day was no revelation. I'd always believed the standard explanation that these are not the "real" Santas, they are Santa's helpers. For some reason, that just didn't wash this year. I needed to know more. Claus: Mom? Are Santa's helpers form the North Pole like Santa? Mother: Yes, dear. Um, they all live at the North Pole with Santa, and at Christmastime, they come down to the towns and cities. Well, this just didn't make sense. I couldn't picture countless Santa-look-a-likes all living together for eleven months a year, waiting for Christmas-time. This isn't the picture of the North Pole you see on T.V. A pit of doubt formed deep in my stomach. Next week: A startling confrontation!