Buddy: Santa!
Santa enters. Children and Buddy cheer and call out.
Buddy: Who the heck are you?
Santa: What are you talking about? I’m Santa Claus.
Buddy: No you’re not!
Santa: Why of course I am! Ho! Ho! Ho!
Buddy: If you’re Santa, what song did I sing for you on your birthday this year?
Santa: Uh…Happy Birthday, of course.
Santa:(To little boy on lap) So how old are you son? You’re a big boy. What’s your name?
Little Boy: Paul
Santa: What do you want for Christmas?
Buddy: Paul, don’t tell him what you want. He’s a liar. (to Santa) You disgust me! How can you live with yourself?
Santa: Just cool it, Zippy!
Buddy: You sit on a throne of LIES.
Santa:(getting angry) Look, I’m not kidding…
Buddy: You’re a fake!
Santa: I’m a fake? How’d you like to be dead?
Little Boy:(whispering) Fake.
Santa: (to the little boy, laughing) He’s kidding!
Buddy: You stink! You smell like beef and cheese. You don’t smell like Santa.
Buddy pulls off Santa’s beard.
Buddy: He’s an IMPOSTER! (Santa tackles Buddy... they begin wrestling) He’s a fake! He’s a fake! He’s not Santa Claus!
Buddy the Elf.
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