We both know you have been bad this year, I can smell it. Almost taste it. I need more, I need you to be corrupt and naughty. As I smoke for you you smell better and better, my cigarette smoke mixing with the scent of your naughty deeds. A dirty mind is the most delicious snack. Soon you will be marinated in my smoke and helpless to my power. Krampus always gets what she wants. Always.