Duration: 50.3s

All right, eight hours till Christmas morning. That's 28,800 seconds. Okay, and... sleep! Waffle One, this is Waffle Two. Are you there? Over. I read you loud and clear, Waffle Two. - This is Groopert, by the way. - Yeah, I got that. Oh. I just wanted to wish you good luck - with Santa Claus. - Thanks. Talk tomorrow. So, you got any last-minute wishes for Santa? Yep. I have one great big wish. Good. Because you deserve everything you want and more. Thanks, Mom. I want the same thing for you. How did I end up with such a wonderful daughter? I don't know. Sometimes you just get lucky. Well, then I really did. Me, too. I love you, Mom. I love you, sweetheart.