Right so it's xmas eve and santa's having a shit time. Mrs Claus has run off with Santa's brother, the elves have gone on strike, Rudolf has a broken leg and basically christmas is fucked.
So santa's sitting having a glass of Scotch, a nice phat blunt, he's in a foul mood. Fully raging like. Just sitting grumbling to himself by the Xmas tree, nursing his wrath.
Then this wee fairy pops up, and in a horrible sharp high voice she starts going "Santa! Santa!"
santa: not now fairy, I'm not in the mood.
fairy: Santa Santa! We have to make Christmas for the little boys and girls!
santa: I'VE TOLD YOU ONCE, Get FUCKED i just want to be left alone.
fairy: No Santa! Santa we must make Christmas, come on we'll magic it!
santa: RIGHT THAT'S IT!...
....and to this day, fairies are still stuck on the top of christmas trees...