Take a look at Santa's body and that should explain everything. Bidenomics has crushed the once plush finances of the North Pole to the point that the once Fat Jolly Old Elf is now nothing more than a bag of bones. And were it not for Mrs. Claus selling herself to Yukon Cornelius for a quarter a pop, both she and Santa would have starved to death a long time ago. Yes, things have gone terribly wrong for Santa and his bride, and the black hat is a sign of even more dreadful things to come. In order to save Mrs. Santa from a life of prostitution and get a few groceries for himself, the Old Fat Fart is turning to a life of crime. Look for presents to be missing from under the tree this coming Christmas. I guess most of them will end up in local pawn shops across the country.