Pretty shiny red tinsel wrapped around perfect, sofy, arched feet? What better way to celebrate this time of the year than by spending your days worshiping My beautiful high arches. Oh you can just feel them now against your face, they are so soft and smell like My melon lotion. Why waste your time praying to a God that never answers? What gifts compare to what you could *really* be receiving? This year you won’t be writing to Santa Claus, because you are too busy dedicating your every moment to My perfect soles, and silky arches, praying to them and hoping that they may reward you. Doubtful. But keep worshipping ^_^