Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't sing. And if I did, I wouldn't sing Christmas songs.
Well, can't it just be anywhere? Like, there?
She comes every year. Today must be December 8th.
And before the divorce,
# Roast every nut Mistle the toe #
Like I said, I came for the cookies.
Can we sing while we blow Duncan away?
Wow. Somewhere, Tim Burton got a boner.
Ballerannie. Oh. Heh.
that might also help you with your situation.
What are you doing back here? Saving Christmas.
Initiate self-destruct.
How about heartless and godless? I think he gave us random identities.
# And for a huge percentage Of this God-fearing planet #
Let's sing it. Yeah, let's sing.
Point being, if you're not interested in helping Abed,
stay between the gumdrops.
I'm not ejecting you for not liking Christmas music.
After you emasculated me in the ice caves,
# Christmas needs more presence Than a haircut in a box ##
Guess I’ll have to go get laid!
- I can't hear you. - I'm going to the front car.
Oh, nice. Now we're talking.
for not loving Christmas enough.