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| Well little elf, are we ready to make toys for all the little good boys and girls this year? Ho ho ho! | |
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| Actually, you can eat it this year! We do all the work, and you get all the credit! And for Christ's sake, do you have to play fuckin' Christmas music all fuckin' year? How about some Nickelback, huh? | |
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| Ready to pull my sleigh, Rudolph? | |
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| Ready to tug my sack of goodies, Santa? I'm sick and tired of dragging your fat ass around the world. Lay off the milk and cookies already, tubbo. | |
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| Jesus, it's like nobody appreciates me around Christmastime anymore. | |
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| Holy fuck, are you talking to the wrong guy, fat boy. | |
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