Dear Basement Dwellers:
Merry Christmas from the North Pole. While going over my list of good boys and
girls, I noticed that your names are conpiciously absent. This concerns me as my coal inventory is running low and judging
by your naughty behavior, it looks like you will be receiving a large lump this Christmas.
Santaland is bustling with activity as the elves hurry to wrap all the presents.
The reindeer are practicing guiding the sled for our big trip on Christmas Eve. I will soon be checking my good list
and I hope to see your name near the top. This will require hard work and a great deal of discipline from you, but I
know that you are up to the task. Soon it will be time for my long journey on Christmas eve and I hope to stop by your
house with more than coal.