Ho, ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas. Hope you're on the nice list. That doesn't go over there.
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No, we can hang back. Yeah. Trudy, honey?
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Come on over here.
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Yes!
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Yes.
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-Well, that makes her sound like a whore. -Okay. Oh, she doesn't even know the meaning of the word. I'm starving. Let's eat. Great. And, Mom, I think Gertrude is a beautiful name. Mm-hmm. I only call her Gertrude. - Merry Christmas, Gertrude. - Come on, Bertrude. ♪ When the kids are fast asleep ♪ ♪ Gently down the stairs we'll creep ♪ ♪ Then we'll lock and bolt all the doors ♪ ♪ Just you and me and Santa Claus ♪ ♪ We'll be as quiet as quiet can be ♪ ♪ Planting toys under the tree ♪ ♪ We'll be crawling around on all fours ♪ ♪ Just you and me ♪ ♪ And Santa Claus ♪ ♪ For soon will be ♪ ♪ That magic time ♪ ♪ When we hear that midnight chime ♪ ♪ When that flying sleigh ♪ ♪ Finally flies away ♪ ♪ We'll have a very merry Christmas Day ♪ ♪ We'll raise a toast to the team with the most ♪ ♪ The best there ever was ♪ ♪ You and me and Santa Claus... ♪ Another fucking Christmas.
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This year has been weird. I never got to tell Santa what I wanted for Christmas. Oh, honey. Come here. You know what? You go put your pj's on, and I will be two minutes.
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I made these all by myself. - No way. - Mm-hmm. I even made one that looks exactly like Santa. - Exactly. - Yeah.
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Honey, what's wrong? Daddy never took me to see Santa at the mall this year.
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It's perfect. No peeking. This house has so many chimneys.
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Santa gets a candy cane, too? Yeah. Mm, okay.
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Yes! Okay...
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I am so sorry.
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He didn't.
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- Merry Christmas, Mommy. - Merry Christmas.
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Merry Christmas to you, too, Senator.
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You know something we don't. What is it? No, I don't. I don't. I got it. Bingo. I'm onto you, man. Come on! - We were just... - Come on, come on, come on, come on. - You big sack of shit. - Ooh. No wonder your husband left you. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
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Maybe you don't realize who I am. Those were Grandma words. You know, forget them. Oh, boy. Look at Mr. Cool back here. Yeah, what's your angle, man? Hmm? No angle. I'm not doing anything. Oh, yeah. No, no, no. No, no, no, no, no. No! Don't shit in my mouth and tell me it's chocolate cake. Grandma's cool. I can make that story go away... I think your brother's up to something. No, I just decided to let you guys have all the fun sucking up to Mom today. Please. You are King Suck-up. You named your kid Gertrude.