WAITERBOT: I tell you, Snowman, I've met a lot of Mares. Good Mares, bad Mares...even giant rabbit Mares. MISTA SNOWMAN: What's your point? WAITERBOT: What I'm saying is, I know my Mares. WAITERBOT: ...and this one here is absolutely out of her fucking mind. AHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHH! WAITERBOT: Santa isn't paying me enough for this shit. MISTA SNOWMAN: I guess we could try to introduce ourselves? WAITERBOT: I've heard worse ideas. Okay, let's do it. WAITERBOT: CHARLES, go over to that Mare and CONVERSE. CHARLES: What?! WAITERBOT: Fuck you, Charles! WAITERBOT: Will you hurry it up already?! Get her to stop firing pink lightning everywhere! CHARLES: Uh, excuse me...Miss Mare? I was just wondering if you might be interested in-- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WAITERBOT: CHARLES! You brickbrained, excrement-laden stalagmite! Where's your gift of gab?! WAITERBOT: Great, NOW what do we do? Stand here and watch her shoot hand energy for the rest of the month? MISTA SNOWMAN: Hold on, Waiterbot...I think I have an idea! AHHHHHHHH! Huh? *doof* MISTA SNOWMAN: We're back, Santa! SANTA: I see we're still adhering to that "hey let's make Santa sit around and wait entire days and nights" rule. MISTA SNOWMAN: We are! SANTA: Can't tell you how much I appreciate it. SANTA: So what's this on your shoulder, now? The Advent Calendar gave us a cat? MISTA SNOWMAN: Not just any cat! This is the official stupendous calico CHRISTMAS cat! SANTA: Is he friendly? MISTA SNOWMAN: No! Also, he came with rats. SANTA: I can see that! SANTA: That doesn't explain why you took so long to get back with yesterday's gifts, though. MISTA SNOWMAN: These aren't yesterday's gifts, Santa! They're today's! SANTA: What are you talking about? Then what did we get yesterday? WAITERBOT: Bitch is still unconscious. Did you load that ham with lead or something, Snowman? Because that I can get behind! SANTA: Is that a Mare? Please tell me that it isn't a Mare. MISTA SNOWMAN: I can't lie! It's a crazy, psychotic Mare! SANTA: Fucking wonderful. SANTA: Now I'm never gonna get out of here. Jesus. MISTA SNOWMAN: That's the LORD'S name, Santa! You just vained THE LORD'S name! MORRIS THE CAT (click here to close window)