I may have also replaced the milk with sour creme… I've tried apologising to Santa but I think his elves keep throwing my letters in the fireplace (I know it's cold in the north pole and all but they could have at least let Santa read it first)
I MIGHT have also put a whoopie cushion on his sleigh seat and woke the whole neighbourhood up when Santa sat back down.
I also MAY have stolen Vixen and sold him to the SCP foundation.
It was all just a joke, c'mon Santa bro please forgive me.
