Kids today. So desensitized by movies and television.
That's what it's all about, isn't it? That's what it's always been about! Gifts, gifts, giftsgiftsgiftsgiftsgiftsgifts! You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage. You see what I'm saying? In your garbage! I could hang myself with all the bad Christmas neckties I found at the dump. And the avarice. The avarice never ends! "I want golf clubs!" "I want diamonds!" "I want a pony so I can ride it twice, get bored with it and sell it to make glue!" Look, I don't wanna make waves, but this whole Christmas season is stupid! Stupid! Stupid! There is, however, one teeny-tiny Christmas tradition that I find quite... meaningful. Mistletoe. Now pucker up and kiss it, Whoville!
Clearance sale. Everything must go!
The Grinch(outgoing message):
If you utter so much as one syllable I'll hunt you down and gut you like a fish! If you'd like to fax me press the star key.
Santa. Bye bye.
Oh the Whomanity!
Cindy Lou Who:
You're the, the, the, the, the...
"The, the, the, the, the"-The Grinch!!!
You know what they say: One man's toxic sludge is another man's potpourri.