Jack gave in after they argued back and forth a couple times and went to the sack to grab the item that would determine his job. He reached inside and what he pulled out horrified him.
It was a Santa Hat!
"What, NO!" Jack promptly added, tossing the hat to the ground, "I'm definitely not doing your job you crazy fat old man!" he yelled and started to storm out of the room.
By this time Santa was laughing his jolly "Ho, Ho, Ho" making his humongous belly shake and jiggle just like the old rhyme said.
"Not so fast, Jack" Santa said in between chuckles, "that wasn't just any Santa hat, that was my hat!"
Jack looked up at Santa's head noticing his missing hat, also he was vaguely aware that he would have assumed Santa would have a little less hair on his head, and it was surprisingly dark hair as well.
Still laughing hysterically Santa added, "And I'd be, Ah hoho hoho, ahh....I'd be a bit" He was stifling laughter "Well I'd be a little hesitant to call someone an old fat man with that many white hairs of your own." AH HOHOHO HO HOHOHOHO!!