ś hey, santa claus ś ś hey, santa claus ś ś hey, santa claus,
santa claus, santa claus ś Can I show you
something? I was just…
Smelling–smiling! I was just blouse–
browsing. For your wife
or your girlfriend? What? What happened? Whew. Oh. Woof! I guess–
wouldn’t be any–oh! It wouldn’t be
the christmas shopping season If the stores were
any less hooter– Hotter than they are. Whoo!
It is warm in here. Well, you have
your coat on. Yes. Oh, do I?
How did that happen? Because
it’s cold out. Yes! Yes, it is. It’s a bit nipply out–
I mean nippy out. Ha ha! What did
I say, nipple? There is a nip
in the air, though. Can I take something
out for you? [wheezing laugh] Ah, I was just, uh… I was just looking at
something for my wife, God rest her soul. Oh, god, I’m so sorry. Oh, no, no.
She’s not dead yet. We’re just divorced.
She’s history, And obviously she doesn’t
wear underwear. And there are plenty
of shopping days left Until adultery–adulthood,
which is to say christmas, As in yule–yule log. Not a log.
I don’t have a log. But, I mean, you know,
if I had a log, Not in the sense
you think I said I did. [chuckles]
ohh, good golly. ’tis the season
to be merry. Well, that’s my name. No shit? Clark: What do these do?
They clip over here? Right onto the hose. Down there? Mary: Would you
like to try it? Clark: Sure.