Gene: Finally, a truck you’re allowed to lick.
Louise: Gene! Focus! Okay, let’s go through this again. We’ll pretend the Porta Potti is the tree and Santa’s on his way to deliver presents. Gene, you be Santa. Phase one. Santa passes right by the kitchen where he sees cookies! These rocks are the cookies.
Gene:Num num num num num. Phase two. Santa finds a note that says “Milk in the fridge.
Gene:” I’m thirsty!
Louise: Phase three! When he opens the fridge and grabs the glass of milk… Bam! His wrist is stuck in a zip tie!
Gene: Aah!
Lousie: That’s when I jump out and wrap myself around his ankles.
Gene:(grunts)
Louise: Then Tina jumps on his back and makes Kringle crumble.
Tina: Aah! I’ll gouge out his eyes and pull on his beard!
Gene: Aah!
Louise: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. We want him alive, T.
Tina: Sorry, I got carried away. I’m glad we practiced.
