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I remember the year I got my Atari for Christmas. It was around 10-11 Christmas eve, and I guess my dad knew how bad I wanted it. There was a "thump" or two outside, and he went to check it out. There was a good snow on, and I knew Santa wasn't real but I got excited anyway. He came back in the back door with garbage bags full of presents, then sit up most of the night playing the games with me.