Santa and Mrs. Claus deserve a vacation. No elves. No reindeer. No Christmas. Just Las Vegas, baby.Naturally, it goes sideways immediately.Their hotel window has a perfect view of Christmasland — a new casino shaped like a giant Christmas tree, run by people who have never met a holiday they couldn't monetize. Santa is offended on a professional level. Mrs. Claus is offended on every other level.But when Santa finds out exactly who's behind the whole tacky operation, "e;offended"e; doesn't quite cover it anymore.Buckle up. Christmas is coming to Vegas — and it's not staying at the nice hotel.