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Sorry boys and girls,, Santa may be running a little late this year.Some of his reindeer are visting me

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Santa Claus, like all pilots, gets regular visits from
the Federal Aviation Administration, and it was shortly
before Christmas when the FAA examiner arrived.

In preparation, Santa had the elves wash the sled and
bathe all the reindeer. Santa got his logbook out and
made sure all his paperwork was in order.

The examiner walked slowly around the sled. He checked
the reindeer harnesses, the landing gear, and Rudolf's
nose. He painstakingly reviewed Santa's weight and
balance calculations for the sled's enormous payload.

Finally, they were ready for the checkride. Santa got
in and fastened his seatbelt and shoulder harness and
checked the compass. Then the examiner hopped in
carrying, to Santa's surprise, a shotgun.

"What's that for?" asked Santa incredulously.

The examiner winked and said, "I'm not supposed to
tell you this, but you're gonna' lose an engine on
takeoff."
 
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