All three of them got up at the same time and walked out into the living room. Shake and Meatwad gawked at the presents. A certain box of fries had snuck them under the tree late at night.
"Wow! This a whole lot more gifts than last year!" Meatwad said happily as he looked at all the presents.
"Yeah, Santa Claus finally got out of his little economic recession and he's giving more and more gifts again." Frylock explained with a grin. Shake just stared at him.
"Where do you GET this information?"
"All them presents are mine!" Meatwad cried, running to the presents. Shake followed right after him.
"No, they're mine! They all got my name on them, look at the tags!" Shake took presents from Meatwad and looked at the tags. All of them to Meatwad. And they all were to Meatwad only. Shake got angry and threw the gifts at Meatwad. "Ow bitch!"
"Where the HELL are my gifts? That fat lardbutt better not have forgotten me again!" While saying this, he tore a head off of a Santa doll. Frylock eased Shake's worries.
"Santa's making your gifts right now, Shake."
"Yeah, he makin' your presents from his doodoo. Heheh." Meatwad laughed as he opened a gift with fake gag doodoo in it. "Yeah, this what your present gonna look like, only it's real." Meatwad laughed again. Shake glared at him.
"Thank the heavens that you're not gettin' slammed today, salmonella!" He looked at Frylock. "Your stupid gibberish about Santa better be right. I want my gifts TODAY."
"Don't worry, Shake. They'll come when the time is just right."
Shake rolled his eyes and walked away. "Just right. Yeah, whatever, Goldilocks."
