Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jake then takes Tortoise John away into the desert to severely punish him and kill him for his treachery

it's the truth. Santa, the South Polers saved Christmas.

Lemurs down! You, you, take their places.

You remembered! Next one, please. Move it along.

Oh no no the hot air balloon popped out By allah Aladdin disney

-So you really delivered all the gifts? -It's the least we could do.

I've ruined Christmas for everybody. I've ruined Christmas for, like,

-Alex, do something! -All right, all right! All right.

Yeah, Christmas isn't ruined. We delivered everything.

-It's working! -We did it!

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Pinkie Pie: He Must Be Hit His Head in The Crash. Maybe He’s Got Ammesia.

[Alex gasps] I shot down Santa. Marty: Oh, you’re gonna be on the naughty list for sure, now.

Oh. Looks Iike the kid can't hoId this seawater.

Sorry. We thought you might become the Marauding Red Night Goblin if not for Santa Claus.

The Red Night Goblin's attacking again!

Pumbaa: Sidney! -Sid: It's Just The Freaks.

when we're done!

-Let's not freak out. -Oh, yeah?

Well, we may not have gotten home for Christmas,

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

It's perfect! What do you guys think?

OK, here's the plan.

I think, I broke my collarbone.

Sid: Bunga, Stop Drumming Already! -Bunga: Sorry.

-Could you make one for me? -Merry Julianuary.

It sounds like he was shouting Cannonballs!

An inflatable hippo pool? And chlorine?!

Oh, Amelia. Did you ever feel like you're just wasting away?

Brace for Impact!

Manny: This Is Fun! - Pinkie Pie: Stop It, Sidney! That's Santa Claus!

I am. That's who.

Wait, they're... they're for us.

Rockefeller Center ain't got nothin' on this!

Maybe you have an army hidden inside of you. Talk to me, robot army.

Joyeux Noël Madagascar

-It's not snow! It's not snow! -See, Marty? It's not what you get.

These salted caramel are good Yuck gross ew

Then the air fills with the goblin's horrible, mocking laughter.