FoxTrot Classics by Bill Amend for December 22, 2010
Story: Just at that moment a little kid boy, saw Mrs. Grinch swap practical clothes for his toys. "Why, Santy Claus, why? asked the sweet little tyke. "Why are you trading these socks for my bike?" "My dear little lad," the mean Mrs. Grinh lies, "these socks are much better than some bike you can ride." "These socks are unbleached! This wool is undyed! The yard in these socks was organically, farmed with pride!