Vicki Ohlerking

One of the few good things when you get fat is that all your friends ask you to play the role of Santa Claus for their kids. This year, thanks to my big beer belly, I’ve been asked to play this beautiful and rewarding role. I’m already looking for a Santa suit plus size, of course, as it has to accommodate a lot of extra pounds. The big surprise will be Santa’s vehicle.

I won’t have the classical sledge, but a 2CV Citroen, if you remember this gorgeous car model from the sixties. It is a convertible, so I pray to God that it won’t snow that night, or I’ll be inn big trouble. I also found a cool, big, white beard, which will help my disguise, and some dark glasses. Or maybe I should go for some colored contact lenses, what do you think?