MVO: That’s it, I've had it with this time of year. Every Christmas,
the same thing. I spend half my day at work, half my day in traffic and the other half of
my day being deafened by stinking Carols. Well no more, I’m out, it’s over I’m cooked.
This year, you know what I’m going to do. Nothing. I’m not going to do a single thing and
then we’ll see who’s laughing. I’m going to buy a little old hammock and I’m going to string
it up between two palm trees on a little island where they don’t celebrate anything because
everything is so flipping brilliant and they've got lots of wives and none of them know how
to shop because there are no shops, and if there are no shops then guess what there’s
no Christmas! No turkeys, no puddings, no Good King Wenceslas...
ELF: Whoa, whoa!
MVO:...no Rudolf! It is...
ELF: Whoa... Santa, I think you’re hungry. Here, eat a Snickers.
SANTA: Mmh, Sorry about that... (clears his throat)
SFX: JINGLE BELLS
SANTA: ...Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!
ANNCR: You’re not you when you’re hungry. Merry Christmas, from Snickers.