Do you believe in Santa Claus?

How about you google the Santa Tracker?

Santa works in Bullet Time, duh

"Hey man. Let's put a red dot on the forecast map!"

Look at it during Christmas Eve, while the videos are renders, because how can you honestly film Santa?

especially when his sleigh moves at 650 miles per second

Look, don't try to unconvince this kid, let him keep believing. Guys, come on, he's like, 4. Let him believe, life's more fun that way.

And kid, once you find out, DO NOT TELL YOUR PARENTS. I remember when I told my parents, now I have to wait for my parents to wake up to open presents, it sucks. Used to be I could just open most of my presents, and now I have to wait for my parents to do whatever the **** it is that they do. I mean, even after they wake up, it takes them a ****ing hour to get ready... all you ****ing have to do is go down stairs and open presents... Jesus. But... at least I'm getting presents.

10, to be correct, and really, if Santa isn't real, why the heck would people waste time telling lies? But i'm still going to beleive

I'm saying this less as an effort to get this kid to realize Santa isn't real and more as an exercise in economic sociology:

Ignoring the question of whether or not Santa is real, most people can observe and will agree that the underprivileged children of the world receive far less gifts (if any), not to mention less expensive (which typically translates into lower-quality) gifts than children of middle class or affluent families. This defeats the idea of a Santa who awards gifts based solely on behavior. Santa either doesn't exist or does exist but awards gifts based on the financial circumstances of the family.

Dude! I saw Chronicles of Narnia last night! HE IS REAL!!!!!

Except not, there has been times when we don't have much money and still get 150$ stuff (DS, Gamecube (With a lot of stuff) and probably some others)

because the Easter bunny is real

so is the tooth fairy

and Jesus

Hearded

The fact that my parents TELL ME that they have went christmas shopping, and I have seen the bags full of presents in their room, and once I woke up to see them filling my christmas stocking, and the fact that they even told me that the milk, biscuits and the carrot we left out for Santa and Rudolph were eaten by THEM, I think I should know Santa doesn't exist...

And I could very well put your idea of there being no solid proof against you and say what proof IS there that Santa does exist? Have you ever actually seen him with your own eyes? Have you met someone who has seen him with his own eyes? I doubt it.

But I'd be more willing to believe in Santa than in God, anyway. I much prefer Santa's "be good to others and you will be rewarded, if not you will not" idea than God's "BELIEVE IN ME AND DON'T EVEN DARE DO ANYTHING EVIL OR YOU WILL BE DAMNED TO THE BOWELS OF HELL FOREVER JUST FOR COVETING YOUR NEIGHBOUR'S OX OR SOME **** LIKE THAT, BI-ATCH!"

Only read this if you all ready know the truth about Santa.
Spoilers:

I probably would have never stopped believing... Until one day in fifth grade, my music teacher told the whole class that the easter bunny wasn't real. He tried to cover his tracks by saying that Santa actually was real, but things went downhill from there. And I'd been getting suspicious anyway, you see on Easter my parents still give each of us one, two, maybe even three presents along with the candy. On a year in which I still believed in the Easter Bunny, my parents got me Digimon cards, and guess what, there was still a partially ripped price tag on the package. That's when I started to wonder, because since when did the Easter Bunny or Santa actually go to stores and buy things? Eventually, not long after the music teacher told me the Easter Bunny wasn't real, I asked my parents about the truth of Santa Claus. The whole truth. They told me that it had in fact been them laying down the presents under the trees all those years. I broke down and cried... I was mad at them for ages, because they'd lied to me. I asked, why lie? Then they explained, that while children like recieving presents from their parents, it gives them a much greater feeling about themselves to recieve it from someone who they don't even know, someone who's supposed to be magical. I kinda understood, and that Christmas, I was actually happier to know the truth, because when I got the Gamecube I knew it was my parents who loved me enough to spend the money on the console, and the five or so games that came with it. I was no longer sad about the years I did believe, though, because somehow it wouldn't have meant quite as much to me at a younger age if I didn't think Santa had gotten the presents. And besides, the way I found out about Santa not being real wasn't anywhere near as bad as the way my mom found out as a kid. My teacher simply told us that the Easter Bunny wasn't real and I had to figure the rest out from there, her first/second/third grade (can't remember which grade it was) teacher told the whole class that Santa didn't exist! Like thirty kids went home crying that day, and the principal wasn't exactly happy with that teacher. As for my beliefs now, I still believe in the spirit of St. Nick, and believe that he existed long ago and gave kids presents, but know that the actual person doesn't exist.

Mutant Man, I see there's no way any of us can convince you that Santa doesn't exist, I'm not going to try, and frankly I don't think anyone should. You're ten, you still should be allowed to believe in Santa. Have fun believing while you're still young enough to. And he definitely did exist once as St. Nick.

You know, that's not what God's really like. That's just what some hot-headed extremist christian preachers would like you to think, it gives them a feeling of power. What I'm about to say will be enclosed in a spoiler tag so as not to offend anyone who doesn't believe in God, and because I don't like to force religion on anyone, since it was initially forced on me by a hellfire preacher. I just want to express my views here. you don't have to read if you don't believe, but if you do, or if you are confused about God at the moment, then you can read if you want to.
Spoilers:

In truth, what the Bible should lead you to realize is that God says, "Believe in me, if you want to. I can't make you. I also can't stop you from sinning. You can't stop yourself from sinning, because you're human. But if you believe in me, and want to be with me, then I will allow you to live in Heaven when you die, because I forgive all sins." Do I know this for a fact? No. Is this what I initially interpreted? No. Do I now believe this to be true? Yes, with the help of some non-hellfire Christians that spoke to me parts of the bible which I'd never read, and helped me along when I was deathly afraid of God. The bible says that Christ actually frowned on people who tried to force everyone to be perfect. In fact, he died so that all of us could still live in heaven even though we're sinners. And it also says that even those who don't believe may still be forgiven as long as they're good people.

There... Sorry, just haven't been able to express my views on Christianity in quite a while. Another reason I put them in spoiler tags is because I don't really know what MFGG's tolerance on religious discussion is.

I've heard them discussing about how good it is to be young and to believe in Santa and therefore that they do not believe in him. If they found a present under the tree from someone they don't know, I'm quite sure they'd be pretty ****ing freaked out (since they don't believe in Santa), and since this has never happened, I can conclude Santa isn't real.

There's no official or unofficial rule against it. Disscussions of this nature occasionally erupt into fantastic flamewars though ;D

I saw mommy kissing santa clause

You know, simply saying something like "SANTA DOES NOT EXIST" isn't what i call solid proof, since you don't have much proof those incidents are real, and that story back i posted, it could not have been the neighbors because my parents rarely ever talk to them, and i'm pretty darn sure in the case she does talk to them, what honestly is the chance of them arranging something like that?

Want me to get a camera and take pictures of me with the stack of bags full of presents?

How would i know you didn't just make em yourself?