"And now it's time for—" Rocky started to speak.

"FOR THE ALL-TIME FAVORITE STOP-MOTION CHRISTMAS CLASSIC, "Bullwinkle Saves Christmas!"!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, loading a VHS into a VCR.

Bullwinkle turned on a large tv with a remote, and the cartoon began--

"Oh, they won't let me play any reindeer games…" a claymation animated Bullwinkle moaned. "Now who's going to save Christmas?"

"Aw, cheer up friend!" A claymation-animated Rocky replied (he wore a little elf's suit). "I'll help you save Christmas!"

"You WILL?!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, his nose turning red.

"Sure!" Rocky replied.

Rocky and Bullwinkle then stood on the snowy claymation landscape, then prepared to march as a jaunty little tune began to play.

"OH, WE'RE A COUPLE OF M--"

"Aw MAN!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, pulling out the VHS tape, which was now burnt. "It spontaneously combusted!"

"And now here's something we hope you'll really like!" Rocky exclaimed.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" Rocky and Bullwinkle exclaimed in unison.

Dudley Do-Right in: "A Canadian Christmas"

"AH THE NORTHWESTERN REGION OF CANADA AT CHRISTMASTIME, THE SNOW IS FALLING, THE ANIMALS ARE HIBERNATING, AND THE WHOLE MOUNTIE CAMP WAS ABUZZ WITH HOLIDAY EXCITEMENT…."

"Fa-La-La-La-La, La-La-La-eh?" The Mountie choir sang, being conducted by Inspector Fenwick.

"BUT DUDLEY DO-RIGHT WAS NOT FEELING THE EXCITEMENT JUST YET..."

"Nell, my sweet, I'm in a bit of a pickle," Dudley spoke. "—Which is strange because normally a pickle is in me."

"Whatever do you mean, Dudley?" Nell inquired.

"—I already know what you want for Christmas, but what do you want for Boxing Day?" Dudley asked.

"Oh, Dudley," Nell replied, sighing. "It's not really all that complicated, you could just get me a gift card to Tim Horton's and—"

"Wait, I've GOT IT!" Dudley exclaimed, jumping on his horse the incorrect way. "Do not fear, Nell! I SHALL FIND YOU THE PERFECT BOXING DAY GIFT! HORSE! TO THE MALL!"

"HORSE WHINNIED, AND SO, DUDLEY AND HE WERE OFF TO THE WEST EDMONTON MALL—AND BROKE RIGHT THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR."

"Uh, sir, you know horses aren't allowed in the building, eh?" A meek-looking security guard spoke.

"NONSENSE!" Dudley shoved his badge in the security guard's face. "I'm here on OFFICIAL MOUNTIE BUSINESS!"

"Oh, uh, carry on, eh?" The guard replied.

"WELL, DUDLEY CERTAINLY CARRIED ON WITH HORSE. THE WEST EDMONTON MALL IS THE LARGEST MALL IN CANADA, AND AS SUCH, HE AND HORSE WERE HAVING THE TIME OF THEIR LIVES, FIGURE SKATING, SWIMMING AT THE WATERPARK, AND PLAYING VIDEO GAMES AT THE ARCADE!"

"oh, wait, there was something we came to get...HORSE?!" Dudley called.

"HORSE BRISKLY REMOVED THE CUCUMBERS FROM HIS EYES AND HE AND DUDLEY RESUMED THEIR SEARCH FOR THE PERFECT GIFT..."

"AHA!" Dudley exclaimed. "I have the PERFECT SOLUTION! Come Horse, we RIDE!"

"AND SO, DUDLEY AND HORSE LEFT THE MALL AND RODE THE ENTIRE WAY BACK TO THE MOUNTIE POST, WHERE IT SEEMED AS THOUGH ONLY A FEW HOURS HAD GONE BY…"

"NELL! NELL!" Dudley exclaimed, rushing over to greet his beloved.

"Why Dudley, have you found the perfect Boxing Day gift?" Nell asked, smiling.

"Yes I most certainly have, and I'll give it to you early! THIS, Nell, is my gift for you….now close your eyes…" Dudley smiled.

"NELL DID JUST THAT, AND DUDLEY IMMEDIATELY GAVE HER A MASSIVE KISS."

"W-why Dudley!" She stammered. "It's perfect!"

"And she doesn't even know I gave her that same gift last year…" Dudley winked to the audience.

End.

"And now, back to the show!"