It's quite suddenly Christmas Eve in Superlon. All the chums are jolly and they cheerfully give away nearly everything they have.
Eiseemi Scrooge: Thank you. I have always wanted the "Posh and Becks' Small Impression" dvd. Stejar Strahl: Thank you. I have always wished for the "Pontia Pilates workout" dvd.
Man far beyond wisdom twinkles his bells. The Schildpatt Twins wonder what they definitely should not wear while having the funky chicken boogaloo with intensely groovy dull youths. They all wine and dine, whine and finally argue what is yours and what was mine.
Saucy Santa shocks the fox by revealing it all. Eiseemi Scrooge faints. He sees the ghosts of Christmas past, looking through the windows, grinning, before they fade away. Eiseemi Scrooge: O turtles where are thou? The ghosts of Christmas past: We are here to show you the errors of your way. Go home.
Merry Bloggy Christmas to Lucy, Albert the Lonely Blog Post, Miranda, the Yucca Plant, Rodney the Pea, Opc in Not 4'33".