you were sleeping on Christmas Eve. You hear munching from your living room. You spy and see a very blubbery and large Mrs. Claus. She is eating your cookies you laid out for Santa. She seemed very shy and self conscious about her large bloated overfed self.

Mmm… nom nom how does Santa do this… nom nom I’ve only finished America… nom nom and I’m already overfed with cookies… I’m packing in pounds… their cookies are so fatty and their milk is so addicting…

what do you do?