How did you find out about Santa Claus not bring real?

Kids at school ruined it for me : ( bastards

My Mom told me he died during WW2 in a concentration camp

Pfft what are you talking about? Hes real... Right?

"My Mom told me he died during WW2 in a concentration camp"

Dude, there is some major spoilers in your topic title.

"Pfft what are you talking about? Hes real... Right?"

"Dude there is some major spoilers in your topic title."

"Some little bastards at my lunch table told me and my friends he wasnt real. We got into a very heated debate on the matter."

"DualReaver said:

"Dude there is some major spoilers in your topic title."

rofl.

Anyway i believe i was like six, i asked my mom and she told me, that was it. Currently looking for funny ways to spoil it for my little bro."

Santa was thrown naked into a huge gas chamber all by himself, the germans opened a small gate in the back part of the room and two big German shepherds who attacked him several times, he was water boarded several times after the dogs got tired, a german guard peeled off a cable and applied electricity directly in his testicles, an s.s officer brought a brazilian wandering spider (dish size) and he made santa eat it alive, he was stung 11 times by it until he somehow managed to swallow the posinous creature,  officer brought cotton candy and a box full of marabunda (south american carnivour ants) the guy rubbed the cotton candy all over santa's body and kicked the box containing the ants, they came out instantly and nearly ate all of santa's skin, the guard who brought the gas to finish the poor man off, brought some salt and he poured some of it it into santa's wounds just before he sealed off the chamber and opened the gas valve.

Thats how santa Was killed.

Lol @ the prospect of a 10 year old logging onto Giant Bomb and reading this thread... then going off and crying to mummy and daddy... Ahhh that would make my day *evil laugh*

"Santa was thrown naked into a huge gas chamber all by himself, the germans opened a small gate in the back part of the room and two big German shepherds who attacked him several times, he was water boarded several times after the dogs got tired, a german guard peeled off a cable and applied electricity directly in his testicles, an s.s officer brought a brazilian wandering spider (dish size) and he made santa eat it alive, he was stung 11 times by it until he somehow managed to swallow the posinous creature,  officer brought cotton candy and a box full of marabunda (south american carnivour ants) the guy rubbed the cotton candy all over santa's body and kicked the box containing the ants, they came out instantly and nearly ate all of santa's skin, the guard who brought the gas to finish the poor man off, brought some salt and he poured some of it it into santa's wounds just before he sealed off the chamber and opened the gas valve.

Thats how santa Was killed."

When I was 7.  I woke up and decided to get something to drink.  My parents where in the living room wrapping my gifts.  I starred at them till they noticed me.  I said "There is no Santa is there".  They looked at me and said "umm..no there isn't.".  I said "meh, well can I open my presents now?" and they said "GO BACK TO SLEEP".  =(

When i saw the basterd stealing my fucking cookies i beat the shit outa him and lite him on fire.
The next day my dad had burn scars so i shat bricks.

I don't think I ever really believed in Mr. Clause...I was always a rather skeptical kid. I didn't believe in the Tooth Fairy, I just told my parents, "Here's my tooth, where's my quarter!"

When my PlayStation I got for christmas was broken, and we had to take it back to the store. I was like "why are we taking it to the store, shouldn't we be taking it to santa?" and my mum was like "well the store does santa's repairs for him". It was so obviously a lie, I figured it out then.

"My parents didnt tell me about santa because they thought if they lied to me about santa id think they were lieing to me about god."

I was watching Frosty the Snowman in my parents room. I looked under the bed, where I found a fire truck and a police truck. I wasnted the police truck.

Never believed.

Never thought he was.

Santa Claws is real and he gets real angry if you don't believe and don't leave lots of catnip

In my house the presents from Santa were not wrapped and were set up, ready to play with. So one year I got the Star Wars Hoth Battleset..I LOVED it (I was totally about Star Wars and GI Joe as a kid). So a few days after christmas I was playing in my parents room and the ball I was playing with rolled under the bed. When I reached under to get it..BAM there was the box for hte Hoth Battleset..I was like 'Mom..how did this get here?'. Then I felt really dumb for beliving in Santa in the first place. I still haven't decided if I'm going to tell my kids about Santa or just not mention it. The problem with being honest of course is that other parents will be pissed when my kid tells their kids that there is no Santa. The other problem is that I fundamentally don't like lying unless there is some personal gain to it (yea...I'm a bastard that way).  I guess I've got a few more years to think about it.

I just logically assumed so, about 6-7 years ago.

"I just logically assumed so, about 6-7 years ago."

"Karmum said:

"I just logically assumed so, about 6-7 years ago."

We've got a smarty pants here don't we?"

I always knew Santa was fake. My parents didn't want to brainwash me with that crap.

My parents think that Santa Clause deters from the real meaning of Christmas.

So I don't ever recall believing in him.

"Dude, there is some major spoilers in your topic title."

I figured it out myself.

TheJollyRajah said:

"I always knew Santa was fake. My parents didn't want to brainwash me with that crap."

I always sniffed shennanigans when i left the cookies and I woke up and they were still there,

I was Jewish, so, yeah. No Santa ever for me. I'm thankful for that, at least.

Some people at school told me in grade 1 he wasn't real so I snuck downstairs on Christmas morning just in time to see my Dad eat the cookies and drink the milk we had laid out for "Santa".

Some kid told me. He also told me the Easter Bunny wasn't real. It was mind blowing at the time.

My parents kind of sucked at all of these make-believe characters, and I figured it out at a very young age.

Seriously though I never thought he was real. my parents never even tried to sell me on it. Just my mom would give me a gift as a kid and on the tag would write from Santa. I never thought he was real and figured if hes real how is he at the mall near me, my school, and probably all around the country at the same time. The one time i finally got her to admit it though I was 7 and realized what to do. I opened it and asked her why she didn't get me anything? she was shocked and had no idea what to do.

He is real son. Hes a very good friend of mine.

"He is real son. Hes a very good friend of mine."

Wow i wish i knew that

"Jesus said:

"He is real son. Hes a very good friend of mine."

Hey Jesus. Dude we gotta chill with Santa soon. Boys night out ... hit up some of the strip joints soon."

"Wow i wish i knew that"

"MasturbatingBear said:

"Wow i wish i knew that"

When did you found out that masturbation was wrong?"

When I turned 9 I just knew he wasn't real.

I just used logic and common sense and figured it out at about age 10. You'd think you could use that same method for God but apperantly not.

I think it is wrong to spoil it for kids though. You got to enjoy the notion of a Santa coming one night a year and giving you toys, so why can't they? I have 4 little brothers and I would never spoil it for them.

"I just used logic and common sense and figured it out at about age 10. You'd think you could use that same method for God but apperantly not.."

"I think it is wrong to spoil it for kids though. You got to enjoy the notion of a Santa coming one night a year and giving you toys, so why can't they? I have 4 little brothers and I would never spoil it for them."

I never believed in him.  I heard about for the first time when I was about four years old in school.  Later on I think I was watching something with my mom that mention him.  As soon as we saw it she told me that he wasn't real.  I glad she didn't let me go on believing it.  I would've been angry if they waited a couple of years before telling me.

EDIT: Also, I found out that the tooth fairy wasn't real on my own.  I put my tooth under my pillow without telling my parents; It was still there in the morning.

"Kids at school ruined it for me : ( bastards"

About 2 minutes ago when I read the topic title.

Curse you, Clean!

I don't think I ever believed in Santa Claus as being this magical person, he was just this dude with a beard that spoke in a forced voice and gave me stuff. Television soon taught me that he was a close family member that did it for no apparent reason.