*Zim and Dib are pretty much trying to kill each other in the background* GIR: *singing to the tune of "Jingle Bells"* La la laaa, la la laa, la la la la laaaaa! La la la, la la la la, la la la la la...hey!
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*Zim and Dib are pretty much trying to kill each other in the background* GIR: *singing to the tune of "Jingle Bells"* La la laaa, la la laa, la la la la laaaaa! La la la, la la la la, la la la la la...hey!

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Mac: Frankie?
Frankie: *looks at Mac*
Mac: ...May I call you "Mom"?
Frankie: *smiles and hugs Mac*
Spot: Christmas...Christmas dinner, yeah.
Spot: Dinner means death. Death means CARNAGE. CHRISTMAS MEANS CARNAGE!
Spot: CHRISTMASMEANSCARNAGE!
Coco: *singing to the tune of "Jingle Bells"* Co co co, co co co, co co co co cooooo...
Coco: *still singing* Co co co, coco co co, co coco co co...co!
Pelswick: Yuri?
Yuri: *looks at Pelswick*
Pelswick: ... can I call you "Mom"?
Yuri: *smiles and hugs Pelswick*

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Th-th-th-th-th-this is a t-t-t-tale about an unpre-unpre-an impartial h-h-heart, and how it changed our v-v-valley forev-forev-forev-a long time. Th-th-th-there was a time n-n-not so l-l-long ago when p-p-pigs were afforded n-n-no respect, except by other p-p-p-pigs; they lived their whole lives in a c-c-cruel and sunless w-w-world. In those days pigs believed that the s-s-s-sooner they grew l-l-l-large and f-f-fat, the sooner they'd be taken into P-P-P-Pig P-P-Paradise, a place so wonde-wonde-uh great that no pig had ever thought to c-c-come back.
Porky Pig
Penelope Pussycat: And they even say that you don't know what pigs are for.
Porky: W-w-w-w-what do you mean, w-what pigs are f-f-for?
Penelope: You know, why pigs are here?
Porky: W-w-w-w-why are any of us h-h-h-here?
Penelope: Well, the cows are here to be milked; the dogs are here to help the Boss's husband with the sheep; and I'm here to be beautiful, and affectionate to the Boss...
Porky: Y-y-y-y-y-yes?
Penelope: Ah, the fact is, pigs don't have a purpose. Just like ducks don't have a purpose.
Porky: Uh, I - I d-d-d-d-don't - uh ...
Penelope: Oh, all right. For your own sake, I'll be blunt. Why do the Bosses keep ducks? To eat them. So why do the Bosses keep a pig? The fact is that animals that don't seem to have a purpose really do have a purpose. The Bosses have to eat. It's probably the most noble purpose of all, when you come to think about it.
Porky: Th-th-th-they - eat - p-p-p-pigs?
Penelope: Pork, they call it. Or bacon. They only call them pigs when they're alive.
Oh, do forgive me for sthcratching you, dear. I got a bit carried away. It's a cat thing.
Sylvester