One day, when a car crash knocked out my power lines, I kind-of sat for a bit and y’know, thought things over because I was bored. For some reason, I decided to think about Santa Clause, and then I thought of some more things. Then, I reached Global Warming.
Even IF Santa has a magic sleigh can probably fly, once the Ozone rips, he’ll be irradiated. Why doesn’t he have Skin Cancer yet? Seriously, if he has the cure to cancer, he should give it to us as a gift. Maybe no one asked yet?