Where do you think you're going? Nobody's leaving.
Nobody's walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. No,
no! We're all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday
emergency here! We're gonna press on, and we're gonna have the hap, hap,
happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny f#@king Kaye!
And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he's
gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse!
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