Mr Scrooge can I put a holiday cricket in your vagina?

Do you think I'm going to um...

Mr Scrooge?

You think I'm going to give you some sort of credit now after what just happened?

Mr Scrooge, but it'd be alright if I put a cricket in your Christmas vagina?

This is just sad now because now what you're trying to do is make up for your fucking

bullshit.

But it's Christmas Eve, you have one job, you stupid animal. You hit record when we start.

I fucked up. I fucked it up. But you know what, Mr. Scrooge, can I get another piece of coal?

It's Christmas Eve. Could I put a cricket in you'll in the warmth of your

vagina what I'm asking for what I'm saying here's the deal as it right as a what

one cuddler to another yeah I'm saying forgive me go fuck yourself as I agree

the cold I agree with the cold because I would like to shove it up your ass and set it on fire

first off high fire. Hey, hostility pants, listen to me.

First off, yes, we recorded a whole segment with this on pause.

I get it.

Oh, damn it.

You just saying it makes me want to punch you.

But in that segment you told a pretty good story at a lacklustre pace

I gave you a gift like you should fucking still you can't open the gift live a you're such an idiot you're listening to walking the room Destroy Part-Gull. Coming up later on in the show Christmas songs written by Pat Nauswald. The five winners of the contest.

You guys all did awesome.

I was very funny.

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