Who, who unionized?

You're the ghost of Christmas Past.

Who would do something like this to me?

That you're a ghost and that Santa Claus is an ape?

These so-called toys were buried as witches and defecated upon, and hurled at predators who were awoken by the searing grunts of the children.

Thousands of years ago.

Thousands of years ago, before the dawn of man as we knew him, there was Sir Santa of Claws.

OK, get out of here.

You're not getting out of this.

What kind of Christmas is this?

No, of course you can't like that.

This is all a bunch of bull.

Thousands of years ago, before the dawn of man as we knew him, there was a creature named Mother.

You cling to your pathetic fable of fluid exchange.

And that's why the poor is filled with blood, because he over there, that ghost, he's haunting it.

If I find out he's over here, I'm gonna be eating my cereal out of the bottom of your f***ing skull.

Thousands of years ago, the ice had made the globe innavigable.

I love cookies and a glass of milk for a machine?

Dang, it makes me sad that they had to open their toys in front of an ape and they were all made out of doo-doo.

The war of man against machine raged on through the early 70s.