Princess Morebucks: What? Why?
Bubbles: Because Santa has his own list and he checks it twice. It says who's naughty and who's nice.
Princess Morebucks: So?
Bubbles: Duh. You're naughty.
Buttercup: Oh no! What if I don't get my official Red Raider carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle?
Princess Morebucks: Huh. Who would want a stupid old BB gun?
Buttercup: [gasp] Princess!
Princess Morebucks: Besides, you'll shoot your eye out.
Narrator: And all of the young 'uns are waiting with glee, thinking only of morn and what's under that tree. And not just the children, the teenagers, too. Chuck wants a football, Kathleen a tattoo.
Professor Utonium: I can make three little kids out of seasonings, but I can't get these lights to work.
Princess Morebucks: [after nailing the Powerpuff Girls with a massive ice- ball] How'd you like my stocking- stuffer?
Buttercup: [Hitting Princess in the face with a snowball] Stuff that!
Princess Morebucks: AHEM! BUT I SHOULD BE A POWERPUFF GIRL. Me, not the, me.MY DADDY SAYS I'M BETTER, MY DADDY SAYS I'M THE BEST. AND IF YOU'RE TO MUCH OF A FAT HEAD FAT HEAD TO SEE THAT, I'LL TELLING MY DADDY! AND COME AND BUILD A PARKING LOT OVER THIS CHEAP, LITTLE, ARTS & CRAFTS POPSICLE STAND OF YOURS, GOT IT? SO, YOU BETTER GIVE ME, WHATEVER I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS! CAUSE MY DADDY SAYS I GET WHATEVER I WANT, WHENEVER I WANT IT, AND IF THAT MEANS ALL OF THOSE LOUSY, WORTHLESS, SECOND RATE, BARGIN BASEMENT BRATS OF THE WORLD DON'T GET ANYTHING FOR CHRISTMAS, THEN THAT'S JUST THE WAY IT'S GONNA HAVE TO BE! CAUSE I AM BETTER THEN THEM, AND IT SAYS SO RIGHT HERE!
[snatches the altered nice list from Santa and the hold it in front of his face]
Princess Morebucks: SO PUT THAT IN YOUR PIPE AND SMOKE IT, SANTA CLOD!
[the room is completely silent for 15 seconds]
Santa Claus: LIST SHIST,
[snatches the list from Princess and then tears it to pieces]
Santa Claus: I DON'T NEED NO STINKING LIST TELLING ME, WHO'S NAUGHTY AND WHO'S NICE. YOU KNOW WHY, CAUSE IIIIIIII'M SANTA CLAUS, CHECK IT. PRINCESS,
[grabs Princess by the ear and takes here to another room]
Santa Claus: YOU have gone and worked my last nerve, I have no other choice. You are so rotten, sooo despicable, sooo naughty, I'm putting you on the PERMINATE... NAUGHTY... PLACK! BUM BUM BUUUUM!