"Who're you calling 'Santa,' toi?"
"You!" the random, nondescript kid shouted.
Marco's eye twitched. "Why?"
"Because you say 'toy.'"
Marco twitched again. "It's 'toi.'"
"Yup," the kid agreed. "Toy."
Marco spasmed. He grew a beard and a big fat belly, and for some reason was wearing a big red suit adorned with white fluffy bits 'round the edges. He belatedly heard "Ho ho ho!" come out of his throat before the kid glomped him, screaming, "SANTA! SANTA!"
Marco died that day via suffocation.