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Wayne Rooney shocked the football world last night when he sensationally quit the manager's post at low-flying Plymouth Argyle to become a temporary Santa Claus. The ex-Manchester United wunderkind said he can no longer ignore his destiny. 'I've been growing into the ideal face for Father Christmas ever since I hit 30. Now is the time to make it official.'


The grizzly soccer boss, who'd noticeably whitened his beard of late, said his agent had been inundated with offers from competing department stores. 'When Harrods come calling, you don't say no. They are still the benchmark for big department stores.' The premier league department store has been reeling from the scandal surrounding former boss Mohammed al Fayed, currently entering Jimmy Saville territory in terms of numbers and retrospective repulsiveness.


'It's the smart move,' says Plimpton Shrew, chief market analyst for Shrew Binary Market Annaleptics. “There's no better way to bounce back from having a world historical sex offender for an owner than with a celebrity Santa.' Rooney is the first ex-footballer to move from the sport to the grotto since Billy Bremner was hired as a yuletide elf by an ambitious Asda in 78.


But others are unconvinced Rooney will fit seamlessly into the Harrods team. 'Wayne Rooney will be talking to a lot of rich kids from the shires who simply won't understand that scouse accent,' said sources close to a concerned Alan Hansen. 'The move looks good on paper. But there could be hot childrens' tears if he's unintelligible.' Injury could also be a problem. Towards the end of his career, Rooney suffered repeated knee issues. The downward force on his lateral meniscus of several hundred 2 to 9 year olds during the coldest month of the year could put him out of the pudgy, red nosed, overweight gift-giving imitation business permanently. Ho ho ho.


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Dear Heavenly Beings and Sales Team,


I hope we can avoid some of the issues we had with last year's exuberant and spirited (no pun intended) gathering. We can all agree we had one Hell of a time – and that, I think, is part of the problem. I fear, in the aftermath of all that merrymaking, we may have broken one or two commandments. Remember...


1. Thou shalt be patient: I know 40 years is a long time to wait for nibbles, but I do not appreciate Moses heckling the kitchen staff.


2. Thou shalt avoid inappropriate comments: Asking Jesus when his birthday is, is not funny. And is not funny the twentieth time.


3. Thou shalt not steal office supplies: It took a dozen knights to find the pilfered Holy Grail. And I like a joke as much as the next man, but where have you put the Holy Ghost?


4. Thou shalt maintain confidentiality: If someone confesses their sins, even after a dozen pints, that does not give you the right to scrawl it on a toilet walls. I'm looking at you, Peter.


5. Thou shalt refrain from excessive revelry: We are now out of Altar wine and have been forced to use the Sacramental Cider.


6. Thou shalt not engage in workplace relationships: I know Mary was 14, but that does not give you the right to chase the cherubs.


7. Thou shalt enjoy the Quiz: But I do not appreciate the team name – 'Quiz on God's T$ts'


8. Thou shalt wear a festive jumper: I know, it's technically Satan's invention, but let's just power through, okay?


9. Thou shalt not ruin Secret Santa. By telling everyone who St. Nick is. Please.


10. Thou shalt be dignified: Not all souls need to be ar-souls.


Thank you for your attention and cooperation.


Sincerely,


God

cc Buddha



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