You thought that being Mrs. Claus, I would be conservative and meek. You find out quickly upon confiding to me that Santa was ignoring you, that I quickly preyed upon your insecurities with my irrefutable dominance. Your feelings are hurt since you are nothing more than a short little elf, and will never move up the North Totem Pole being insignificant and therefore invisible. I give you the task of being useful and even finding a way for you to be on Santa's "good" list...by sucking my black strap-on solo then in tandem with the other pathetic elves...you loser minions are already the righ... Show more