Santa Claus injected the needle in his arm, containing heroin, sweet heroin, and closed his eyes tightly. The rubber stretch of wraparound-arm material was tight on his arm as he injected. Santa immediately dreamed of living in Panama, huddled on the beach under a warm tropical sun far from the North Pole.
The elves were worried about Santa Claus. They had never seen him inject so much heroin. As he overdosed, his heart speeding up and then crashing to a halt, the elves whispered to each other, comforting one another. Without Santa’s instructions and guidance, they were helpless, like a woman in an emergency. The elves were without agency. Santa leaned his bulk back in a rocking chair made in China and expired very slowly…
Days later, the cats began to feast on Santa’s big belly. Well, they were hungry! The elves too were hungry. They had begun turning cannibalistic and devouring one another raw. They were down from 20 elves to 16. The weeks would pass until only the strongest of the weak elves remained. His name was Fritz.
Fritz looked at the skeleton of Santa Claus, picked clean in his red suit by the cats, and thought to himself, Looks like I’m going to have to play Santa Claus this Christmas. I sure hope I can guide the sled in the middle of night.
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Very amusing, my question is Fritz going to recruit more elves to make the toys?
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Fritz is going to crash his flying sled into a tree somewhere over Vermont on his way to Florida, and he’s going to leave 85% of the world un-presented.
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I look forward to reading about it.
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Big boots to fill, Fritz. Let’s see what the little cannibal can do🧝👹
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Hello again, EF. I was wondering where you were. He may be a cannibal but he’s got a heart the size of Santa’s old stomach.
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The Donner Party in the winter of 1846-1847 were snowbound in the Sierra Nevada mountains. “Their food supplies ran dangerously low, and in mid-December some of the group set out on foot to obtain help.” Santa Claus refused to help and he felt guilty ever since. They starved and resorted to cannibalism. Santa could not cope with the guilt.
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I believe Santa Claus to be a sociopath, incapable of guilt. His sole motivation for delivering presents is to snoop on hot married women who may be in a state of undress at night. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
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