It's a clinker! That blasted stupid furnace dadgummit! Oh, for cripes sake, open up the damper will ya? Who the h*** turned it all the way down? AGAIN! Oh, blast it! In the heat of battle my father wove a tapestry of obscenities that as far as we know is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan.
Fra-gee-lay. That must be Italian. Uh, I think that says FRAGILE, dear. Oh, yeah.
Deck the harrs with boughs of horry, fa ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra.
No, no, not 'ra ra ra ra', 'la la la la'! Try again.
Deck the harrs with boughs of horry, fa ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra.
No, no! Sing something else.
Jingre bers, jingre bers, jingre arr the way. Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sreigh!
Meatloaf, smeatloaf, double-beatloaf. I hate meatloaf.
All right, I'll get that kid to eat. Where's my screw driver and my plumber's helper? I'll open up his mouth and I'll shove it in.
It... It 'twas... soap poisoning!
[hanging onto slide] I want a Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred shot range model air rifle. *smies* "you'll shoot your eye out, kid..... Merry Christmas HO.......HO....HO..... [pushes face with boot]