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It is a cold day in Treadwellia, one when the capital of Piggy Cliff is covered in snow and ice. The Tubbius family doesn't seem to mind the weather, of course, being very well insulated against it, but it did mean that the mall in town was closed, so children did not get to visit Santa today. To make up for this sad fact, His Immensity is talking personally to children over the TubbNet through video calls, merrily mmphing to them while wearing The Suit in His office. No notes need to be taken; His Rotundity knows precisely what every child wants delivered this year well before he or she makes the request, and, to be honest, He has long since had the Elves getting everything ready.

They did have to pause a little in production, though, the other day, when they discovered that His Corpulence, in putting on a bit over two hundred pounds this year, had outgrown His amply cushioned seat in The Sleigh. That had to be fixed, and that fixing meant widening the sled significantly!