Dream Thread

We were all alone until I heard some tapping on the window. I let Santa inside. He must have been freezing. “You got the stuff?” I asked him. He gave me that reassuring Ho Ho that always makes my jollies warm like chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Kermit got out of his chair to hug Santa. They embraced like two doves stranded in a cold winter blizzard. Not knowing whether they would make it to the next day. I think I saw Santa cry a little. After they parted Santa pulled the egg nog out of his bag. I took a sip and got dizzy. Next thing I knew I was going through this very detailed psychedelic purple portal.