I ended up watching the best claymation (OK, maybe a tie with Rudolf) tonight. It is such a non-sequitor that I associate the heat and cold miser with Christmas in the first place. The stories in claymation are strange, but they are so familiar that it is OK somehow. My new favorite part is when all of the manipulative little girls in the world sing "Blue Christmas" and draw sad Christmas scenes to make Santa get up while ill to deliver the greedy little beotches some toys. So sing along and enjoy.
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Obviously, the lines I remember best from that show are the heat miser/cold miser songs.
But the other line I remember most is "Eat, papa, eat. Nobody likes a skinny Santa." I am always saying "eat seamus eat" because he is such a beyotch about eating his food.
I guess it is pretty politically incorrect nowadays to tell someone to gorge at dinner and get fat!
KC
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