Utterly Mad

Santa isn't dead. He's in prison. It was after a long night of going over his naughty/nice list and he decided he wanted to relax a bit, so he shot up a line of tinsel and called up Jack Frost to send over two of his best ladies. Santa likes Jacks girls best because they really know how to "nip at your nose" if you know what I mean. Anyways, the next day Santa woke up with two dead hookers in his bed, two kilos of ginger bread on his coffee table, and the cops pounding on his door.