I'll Be Home for Christmas Page #6

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Hey, everybody! Merry Christmas.

He made it.

You made it.

l'm glad you're here.

-Me too.

Hard time getting here?

-Piece of cake.

What's with the Santa suit?

-Long story.

You stink.

Farting dog, cargo hold,

longer story.

Son...

She's yours.

But I didn't make it home on time.

You were seconds late.

A deal's a deal.

Besides, she isn't ready yet.

What do you mean?

We're not really finished fixing her

up yet, are we?

l'm sure it'll take a bunch more

Christmases to get the work done.

Don't you think?

30 or 40 at least.

Excuse me?

-My sweater size. l'm a 36.

Or a medium. Either will work.

What's yours?

Mine?

-Yeah, for future information.

Eight.

l'll remember that.

What is that?

That would be my parade.

Your parade?

-Excuse me?

Wait a minute, that's our sleigh.

That's the guy. Come on.

Let's get him.

Buddy, you stole our sleigh.

You're lucky you're wearing

that suit.

A few days ago,

l might not have agreed with you.

Nice wings.

Thanks.

I took a sewing class.

- lt shows.

Peace.

Santa, give me a ride home.

Let's all go for a ride.

l love it. l've never been

in a sleigh before.

Make this buggy rip, bro.

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