When he sits on his knee Santa asks ' What do you want for Christmas little boy' The little lad replies 'A puppy' Santa looks up and sees the lads mum shaking her head and mouthing the word No. Santa looks at the little boy and says ' I don't think I will be able to fit a puppy down your chimney ' The little lad looks Santa in the eye and says 'B.ollock you fat *****, you got a f.ucking snooker table down it last year'