Narrator: The way I see it, you can divide the world up into two kinds of people: those who like fruitcake, and the rest of us.
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Narrator: The way I see it, you can divide the world up into two kinds of people, those who like fruitcake, and the rest of us.
Narrator: The way I see it, you can divide the world up into two kinds of people, those who like fruitcake, and the rest of us.
Grandma Spankenheimer: Where's the jabbing yourself with pine needles? Hanging ornaments? The old fashioned smell of a genuine Douglass Fur? Grandpa Spankenheimer: If you want old fashioned smells, I'll get my fishing boots.
Grandma Spankenheimer: We make enough money. Cousin Mel: Enough? Enough is never enough.
Jake Spankenheimer: But our family always goes out and gets a real tree. Daphne Spankenheimer: Don't you want to save the forest? Nobody gets a tree anymore, it's not cool.
Jake Spankenheimer: You saw it, didn't you, Grandpa? Grandpa Spankenheimer: I'm sorry, did you say something? I was too busy watching Grandma get hit by Santa's sleigh. What a sight, sleigh comes out of nowhere, Grandma takes a header into the snowbank, sleigh vanishes, like the Ghost of Christmas Past. Cousin Mel: And that's what's known as an advanced case of Santa-Claus-is-real syndrome.
Frank Spankenheimer: Here it is, the last of Grandma's fruitcakes. Jake's Mother: Is it still good? Did she use preservatives? Frank Spankenheimer: Preservatives? It's a fruitcake.
Narrator: The way I see it, you can divide the world up into two kinds of people: those who like fruitcake, and the rest of us.
Grandma Spankenheimer: Where's the jabbing yourself with pine needles? Hanging ornaments? The old-fashioned smell of a genuine Douglas Fir? Grandpa Spankenheimer: If you want old fashioned smells, I'll get my fishing boots.
Jake Spankenheimer: But our family always goes out and gets a real tree. Daphne Spankenheimer: Don't you want to save the forest? Nobody gets a tree anymore. It's not cool.
Frank Spankenheimer: Here it is: the last of Grandma's fruitcakes. Jake's Mother: Is it still good? Did she use preservatives? Frank Spankenheimer: Preservatives? It's a fruitcake.
