HELLO LITTLE GIRL.
Uhm, hello mister. Who are you.
I'M SANTA CLAUS. I'M HERE TO SPREAD JOY AND LOVE TO THE WORLD.
But, it's July.
JOY AND LOVE.
Ah, what are you doing with that cantelope. . . . where the hell did that come from?
MY SACK OF WONDER.
I hope that doesn't mean what I think it-. . . and he's masturbating.
I MADE YOU A BIRTHDAY CAKE.
Uhm. . . thanks. I guess. Why is it made out of jerky?
IT'S MADE FROM THE COOKED FLESH OF YOUR FAMILY.
Mommy. . . Daddy. . . no. . .
YOUR TEARS TASTE SO GOOD. YUMMY, DELCIOUS TEARS.
Oww, get off of me. What the fuck are you doing? Get that the fuck out of my face! DEAR GOD! MY SKULL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SKULL? OH GOD, I CAN FEEL IT HITTING MY CEREBELLUM!
THIS IS THE BEST THANKSGIVING EVER, CHARLIE BROWN.
This isn't even America. . .
Uhm, hello mister. Who are you.
I'M SANTA CLAUS. I'M HERE TO SPREAD JOY AND LOVE TO THE WORLD.
But, it's July.
JOY AND LOVE.
Ah, what are you doing with that cantelope. . . . where the hell did that come from?
MY SACK OF WONDER.
I hope that doesn't mean what I think it-. . . and he's masturbating.
I MADE YOU A BIRTHDAY CAKE.
Uhm. . . thanks. I guess. Why is it made out of jerky?
IT'S MADE FROM THE COOKED FLESH OF YOUR FAMILY.
Mommy. . . Daddy. . . no. . .
YOUR TEARS TASTE SO GOOD. YUMMY, DELCIOUS TEARS.
Oww, get off of me. What the fuck are you doing? Get that the fuck out of my face! DEAR GOD! MY SKULL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SKULL? OH GOD, I CAN FEEL IT HITTING MY CEREBELLUM!
THIS IS THE BEST THANKSGIVING EVER, CHARLIE BROWN.
This isn't even America. . .