So, What Are You Getting For Xmas?

I overheard this conversation between Claire and Taylor last night:

C: You know, if you're bad you get rocks from Santa.

T: What?

C: Yeah, he just puts rocks in your stocking, nothing else.

T: What kind of rocks?

C: Black ones.

T: Is it poo?

C: Maybe

T: We better start being good huh?

C: Yeah, I don't want poo for Xmas.

T: Me neither.

*I didn't have the heart to tell them it was actually called coal, poo works way better.*