[ WP ] After a screw up occurs at the post office , Santa starts receiving damned souls while Satan is stuck with thousands of wish lists .

Santa peered down at the crate's contents again as he continued speaking to the representative. `` So you're saying, legally, they're still mine, even though I do n't want them?'' 
 
 `` Yessir,'' the voice responded. `` We're afraid that the moment you signed for the package, you took responsibility. However, if you'd like, we can track down this'Satan' to see if he received your package, and you two can swap.'' 
 
 `` Well, hold on,'' Saint Nick interjected. `` What if I do n't accept? I can just keep them?'' 
 
 `` I suppose so.'' 
 
 Santa glanced over at his toy-making desk, considering the constant work schedule. 
 
 `` Uh, you know what, nevermind. I can take care of them. I just need to name them something whimsical, like'elves.' ``
