1. I had a family once. A wife who loved me…a child we loved together. That’s all gone now, been gone for hundreds of years. All because of that damn star. My name? It depends on where you live. Some call me Kris Kringle, others Papa Noël, but my real name is Nicholas Sinterklass, and this is the story of what happens when you steal my Naughty List.
Up on the housetop CLICK, CLICK, CLICK! Down through the chimney with old Saint Nick!
2. Nicholas, an immortal, depressed and pissed-off Santa, and his right-hand elf, Plum, head to Antler Downs, a rundown racetrack, in the hopes they learn who is using the Naughty List to brutally murder people...ya know, a Christmas story...but the patrons who frequent this shady establishment have other plans. Unfortunately for them, Nicholas and Plum didn't come here to play any reindeer games.
3. We pick up Santa Claus exactly where you'd expect to find him - in a beat pick-up truck, hun-dreds of feet in the air, heading to New York City to catch a killer. But before we get there, Nick debunks classic Christmas myths and shares the origin story of RoShamBo - the only known by-product of a troll-human coupling...and the SOB who probably stole the Naughty List.
4. Jingle Bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Oh, what fun it is to ride in a two-door pick-up truck sleigh! As Nicholas and Plum continue their hunt for Santa's Naughty List, they head to the city that never sleeps, coming face to face with RoShamBo and a showdown that will leave only one of them walking away with the Naughty List.