Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, then. Well, wish me luck.
And the thought is important to them, too.
Leave my future and eternity reindeers behind!. Leave my future and eternity reindeers behind!.
I would caution you all, not to point, or stare. Or use the word plastic.
- Here, why don't you sit down? - Oh, thank you.
I feel like some Christmas!
- What are you talking about? - I look like a limesicle.
Since you've been gone
- Number two, tell him now. - Tell me what, guys? Come clean.
This is great. (LAUGHS)
Laura says we have a lot in common.
(SIGHS)
That's every parent's dilemma,
Okay. Go ahead.
I wish I could do more, but I gotta go.
- But I couldn't tell anybody. - I can't tell anybody either?
- Get down on one knee. - Hmm?
(BLOODCURDLING CRY)
(REINDEER BABBLES WITH EXCITEMENT)
I hear that you love this time of year also?
(WHISTLES)
- What's going on? - I'm checking the naughty-nice list.
As promising as this sounds, I don't need help with this area.
Look out!
Okay? Okay.
Oh.
- What's up? - Toy Santa's out of control.
Thank you. That's it, that's all Back to work please
Are you telling me that clause says if I don't get married,
- Easy, boys, easy. - (CHET GROANS)
Hold on.
You know, I was exactly your age when I found out my dad was Santa.
Okay.
And one day, I came home with a bloody nose.
How could this happen? Is this what you were trying to tell me?
You are a sad, strange little man.
- Chet! Chet! - (CHET CACKLES WILDLY)
Curtis, get the door. It's a Tooth Fairy ambush.
He's a Dane. He was wiping his nose on his sister's shirt.
It's because I never ate my green vegetables.
- Do you want a cookie, Santa? - Do I want a cookie?
I am... (LAUGHS) The Molarnator!
You better watch out
I don't want to.
and I got this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Even the principal needs a Christmas gift.
(LAUGHS)
This place is all about magic
(CHUCKLING)
Grace Kim.
I'm a little tired, Dad. I'll see you in the morning.
SANTA: Okay, try it now.
- Works every time! - I can't watch this.
which means a three-month honeymoon for us.
She's afraid these are decorations for the caroling.
So untie us. Let the elves go and give me back the coat.
(SIGHS) So I was mistaken when I saw this bag of gifts.
Because I'm the head specialist. I don't do blackberries.
I'm not gonna lie to all the elves.
Oh, Santa, we're in way over our heads here.
And pretty much the last that I have.
No, I mean the secret Santa thing.
Maybe you can be.
Uncle Scott, are you Santa Claus?
Say it don’t spray it
Faster!
- What are you doing? - Just shoveling.
If you're not willing to dance or laugh or flirt
(GURGLING)
- Plaque Man. - (SNORTS)
Three!
I care more about you than anybody.
- Sure, it's straight. - Uh-uh.
This is a lot of fun!
Easter Bunny?
It has a power reserve that measures how much magic you have left.
Santa? We need to talk. Santa? We need to talk.
And she has a beautiful smile.
- Or now? - Well...
- Beautiful? - Yes.
Do you eat your green vegetables?
to make better use of the electromagnetic energy.
Those Big Alliances are Bad Boys and Girls! Coal for Everyonr this Christmas!
(GASPS)
PBLA Revolution
It's Indian teas and it's a lot of salves and stuff. It's...
- Brought you coffee. - Thank you.
Oh.
- He's had a lot of crash time! - Curtis!
¿Your dad is fucking with Principal Newman? If you keep throwing snowcums.
Because I am the head elf,
Okay.
IT'S A SHAME YOU COME UNARMED. EXCUSE ME.
- Neil, any theories? - Well, frankly, I have several.
Tell me about it! I have 33,000 offspring. All in private school.
I'll ground him for two months.
He knows that I've been bad
Yes, there you are! Merry Christmas.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
I'm not this size much. I'm usually much bigger than this.
My Charlie. My son Charlie? He's on the naughty list?
Santa, if the elves find out we've made a switch... (GASPS)
- Okay. - There you go.
Hyah!
(GROANS)
You know I didn't break any of the rules,
So what do you do?
- No way! - Way!
If you can't support a woman's ambition,
The de-santafication process has begun!