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The Slice: One can only imagine the request that was inside the Santa envelope

One letter to Santa handled by Spokane postal workers had a message written on the outside of the addressed envelope.

“P.S. Please write back. No pressure.”

Name game: Parents expecting the arrival of a baby at this time of year often think in terms of seasonally flavored names. That can be tricky. There are drawbacks with a few of the Christmasy monikers sometimes considered.

Vixen: Has a certain lack of innocence.

Blitzen: Conjures unfortunate WWII imagery.

Zuzu: Lots of pet owners have beaten you to it.

Scut Farkus: Your child will not appreciate this.

Cratchit: Sounds too much like a fungal condition.

Cindy Lou Who: Your kid would tire of being asked if she has antennae.

Linus: Blanket jokes.

Yahweh: That’s a lot of pressure to put on a baby.

Clarence: Invites being called a “pixie.”

Tiny Tim: Would consign your son to a life of owning oversized trucks.

Father O’Malley: Might be better off with “Bing.”

Slice answers: “I have a mark on my kitchen ceiling from a champagne cork gone astray (in 1980),” wrote Patricia Sexton. “Can’t bear to have it fixed because every time the culprits come over we can’t stop laughing about it.”

The hole in the kitchen ceiling of Erv Koller’s childhood home was the result of an accidental shotgun discharge.

Speaking of marks in the home: “My husband Bill is a big golf fanatic and there are clubs and balls in various rooms in our house,” wrote Trudi Brown. “One morning I came downstairs to find white flakes all over our brown carpeting. Looking overhead, I discovered a ‘divot’ in our living room ceiling. My husband’s explanation was that the iron had slipped out of his hand.

“We also have the distinct dimpled impression of a golf ball in our front door from the time my son was putting and his friend was practicing his drive. The friend was swinging the club without a ball, but the timing of my son’s putt and the drive were the perfect storm for a collision of ball and club.

“Can you believe we actually had to adopt a rule of No Golfing in the House?”

Today’s Slice question: What’s the hardest you have been punched?

Write The Slice at P.O. Box 2160, Spokane, WA 99210; call (509) 459-5470; email pault@spokesman.com. Bonnie Rae still says “Inland Empire.”

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