Dad: Do you know what frankincense is?
Jr.: It's right there in the name. It's incense that smells like hot dogs.
Everyone: Ewwww.
Jr. Jr.: Nichole, I'm going to make you put out the milk and cookies. I didn't write a letter to Santa. I didn't get a picture with the mall Santa. I'm going to get a ride on the Polar Express!
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