Okay, it is time for a Bill and Chaco story.

You guys love Bill and Chaco.

I love Christmas and Chaco. I love Christmas, Bill and Chaco!

Yep, Bill and Chaco, Christmas Special.

It is Christmas Eve people.

Christmas Eve.

What do you want to say, Sawyer?

Um, go ahead.

Okay, now sit down.

Here we go. Yeah.

It's Christmas Eve in the morning we're saying we're telling this but yeah, we hope you enjoy it

Yes, but it'll be a Christmas Eve bedtime story for the rocketeers.

So should we start with the theme song? You ready?

Ready here we go.

Shunt-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dant, done-dant, da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da. Whoa, who can bang, ban da da da. Who can banebane do baneo baneo nane nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nannu nah nah nah nah nah nah nahal nah nahal nahhahh a hahhahhahhahhahhahhahhahhahhahhahhahhah The Adventures of Bill and Chaco.

Bill and Chaco.

Bill, oh, I got a cat. Okay, all right, sit down.

Bill lived on a ranch in the heart of Texas,

where he spent his days riding over the plains on his favorite horse Chaco,

jumping over rattlesnakes and watching the stars at night.

Christmas was a very special time a year in Wildwood and while they didn't get snow down in the desert valley they still had their magical traditions and one of those

traditions was the Christmas Eve dance the whole town gathered in the town

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