Just in time for New Year’s Eve, its this traditional Christmas scene….
(at family Christmas, mother is unwrapping Christmas earings)
Mother: Awwwww, look, the’re little gingerbread patridge Christmas tree, with a little non-denominal Jesus on the side, thankyou dad! I’ll wear these on my nipples. Brian, do you want to give your present to the Little Donald?
Brian: Oh sure, sure
Mother: Great Uncle Brian brought these all the way back from his trip to lovely Persia!
Brian: Here you go, ya little ripper, be careful now, its last owner was cursed
(they unwrap it, its a necklace glowing with power)
Mother: Oh, isn’t that…nice
Brian: Its the Opal Chin of Wiiliai-Iaaiaia, it brings fortune tidings and laser breath
Donald: It’s for girls
Mother: Well, now, no no, you see, Donald, back then everyone was a little gay.
Brian: For 1000 years, Sultans and Slaves have fought for that necklace, its great magic able to grant your any desire
(Donald taps it on the ground)
Donald: Suzie, swap for your chocolate frankencynse?
Mother: So, Brian, where did you say you got this lovely …umm…..yeah
Brian: I saved the life of a socereress, then killed her for it
Mother:…so no receipt? Not that we would return it! We jsut…want …to see how much you paid. Not judgementally.
Donald: I wanted a bouncy ball
Brian: Well, this can transform into a bouncy ball, or indeed anything
Donald: Its not the same