Good Home Gone - Hoof Hood Goof!

Jamal Frishbellow considered himself a designer of unsurpassed originality. He took his inspiration primarily from nature - most often ungulates, in particular those who were under the employ of a certain rotund bearded gentleman who wore a red and white coat. He was compelled, therefore, on one fateful year, to produce a line of winter wear featuring not the classic cranial reindeer antlers... but hooves!

 

Little did he consider, however, that the reindeer might want them back.

 

"Yar!" said Santa, as he put the pedal to the metal of the backup motorised sleigh and crashed into Jamal's front room.

 

"Ahh!" said Jamal, as he first of all wondered why Santa hadn't come in through the chimney, then remembered he didn't have a chimney, then thought, "Hang on! It's only March!" (this after he had got over the shock of the realisation that his non-belief in Santa was ill-founded).

 

"Hooves!" cried Santa, as he leapt from the sleigh and threatened Jamal with a customised and highly deadly sprig of holly.

 

"What?" said Jamal.

 

"Return them! Now!"

 

"But I don't-"

 

"HOOVES!!!" shouted Santa, as he thrust the sprig of holly under Jamal's chin.

 

"Okay! Whatever you say!" - Jamal flung open a cupboard, in which was contained the entire first batch of hoof-hooded coats.

 

"You're on my naughty list," said Santa, as he swept the coats into his sleigh and exited as swiftly and destructively as he had entered.