How I got on the Naughty List (Patreon)

How could you blame me. I find a pair of handsomely plump feet sticking out of the chimney and I just had to tease them. The booming voice of Santa echoing inside the chimney, pleading for me to help him. Sorry Santa, but this is way better then any present you could offer me. Even if it means I'm on the naughty list for life.