Over-kill wrote I really would like to experience the features of gold and ultimately change my name it would be a blessing to receive gold from anyone and you would surely be thanked.

What do Snowmen eat for breakfast?
Frosted Flakes

Once upon a time a Christmas long long ago, there was a boy who really was bad all year he knew he was not going to receive any gifts so he decided to take a trip to the north pole, don't ask me how he got there i would have no clue but anyways he made it. When he got there he had an conversation with a elf trying to find out where the naughty list was in hopes to erase his name. After no cooperation the boy took the elf hostage with a frozen icicle, using it as a shank or other sharp weapon. The boy thinking in his mind that this operation had gone south so quick but in fact it was humorous that he was at the north pole. Finally out of fear the elf had shown the boy where the list was, looking for freedom the elf had gave in but the elf didn't know the boy was already on the naughty list so he believed in a no witness situation and killed the elf with the now bloodied icicle. Finally when he got to the list he had not seen his name and remembered the few good deeds he had done. Then he remembered how Santa sees all, and how he surely would be on the naughty list now. So the only way he was getting gifts was if he stole them, another elf was taken hostage and asked a question. The question was answered the elf dead and the boy now where the presents are stored. The boy makes away with the gifts trying to find an escape before more workers at the north pole catch on. He soon finds a sleigh that looks quite questionable, he hops into the sleigh. Abruptly the sleigh begins to lift, he looks for a control panel or some way to navigate the sleigh. He find the controls and glides through the air with ease, closer and closer to his house he becomes risky and start doing turns that look effortless but are really dangerous. Only two blocks away from his house he crashes the sleigh into what looks to be a new car that was gifted for Christmas. He makes his way to his house with a extended amount of gifts, lays them in his closet. Silently so he does not wake his parents, slowly getting under his covers to rest after what looked like to be a hectic night. The boy slumbers very well and awakes in the morning to use his new toy and contraptions he had stolen from Santa, they were not there. He looks under his tree to find no gifts and realizes he had just a bad dream. In his stocking coal and nothing but. I guess the moral of the story don't kill elf and steal from Santa nothing can be as simple as that. Also don't do Cocaine, "Cocaine is a hell of a drug."