Please let Snow Lucy Dear sister, will you write a letter to Santa Claus for me?

All right.

Dear Santa Claus.

I would like a live pony for my sister and a real castle for my sister.

And also love money.

Dear Santa Claus here saying loss.

It has come to our attention that you judges to whether the child has been good or bad.

But what is good?

What is bad if perchance you judge, a little child is too bad to receive any toys?

Are you not also judging his parents?

And if he judged the parents, then are you not also judging the remainder of the family like an innocent brother?

In other words, dear Santa, must I suffer for the D.

E was on Lee trying to tell Santa Claus that I didn't think you should pass upper house just because of you.

You know that all year.

Why should I suffer?

You think you can get me in bad with him, But you can't.

Santa is very forgiving with a little girl.

Oh, yeah?

Well, makes you think so.

Because we're so be a good president, right?

And if you're not think he doesn't bring you presents, right?

Right.

One case where that actually happened.

That old rascal is bluffing.

You can't.

I know the You'll bring me peasants whether I'm good weather.

I am sad here.

Here it is Christmas Eve.

But there'll be no sleigh bells outside my window tonight.

Why have totally just with red?

For the first time in my life, I feel I thought I heard a Chris this morning.

What if I was wrong about this whole stupid Santa classing?

What if they aren't any presents for me?

I'm afraid to get up in your merry Christmas.

Dear Schroeder, how would you like to be my partner in the Christmas skating show?

Forget it.

We hockey players wouldn't be caught dead in a pair of those tippy toe skates.

I need a partner who is handsome and graceful.

Looks like you found him, sweetie.

The first thing will practice will be our lifts.

We'll circle the ice, wants my best, and then you'll let me in there.

OK, now lift me.

Lift me.

I said waiting, partner.

Five oclock in the morning.

I just think that very moment all over the world, skating mothers are waking up their daughters so they can become Olympic skating champions.

Why don't we cancel the Olympics and all go back to bed?

Stop complaining.

Getting up early in the morning is good for you.

I hope it's good for me because it's killing me.

Okay, you stupid beagle.

Let's get at it again.

Tomorrow is the big ice show partner.

We're gonna work on our Dutch waltz.

The man's hand is firmly on the hip of his partner and the girl presses her hand firmly on hits.

We're going to be the best act in the show.

Let's go.

It's true, partner.

The ice is getting a little rough.

No, I don't think we'll be able to find a resurfacing machine right now.

Okay, I guess we can try resurfacing the ice with the wet T bag.

Don't you think we got to get our skates sharpened before the show?

This'd partner were next.

We're going to be skating in a real show in a real arena in front of really people Don't get stage fright on me.

Now Here, you.