COOKIE MONSTER: [SNORING]
Oh, hello!
It's Christmas Eve, and me staying up for Santy Claus.
Yeah.
Me bake him his delicious Christmas cookies.
Yeah, they me mommy's recipe.
Yeah, and they the most yummy.
Nom nom.
Scrumptious.
Nom nom.
Gingery and cookies!
Wait, what me doing?
Me no can eat Santa Claus's present.
Me got to control meself.
Yeah.
Oh, me know.
Me read me favorite Christmas story.
Yeah.
That good strategy to stop me from eating cookies.
OK, let's see.
Ah, here we go.
[CLEARS THROAT] "Twas the night before Christmas
when all through the house, not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse."
[MOUSE SQUEAKING]
Cute mouse.
"The stockings were hung by the chimney
with care, in hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of sugar plums danced in their head."
Oh, boy!
Those sugar plums look delicious--
almost as delicious as cookie!
Oh!
Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.
No, no, no.
The cookie's for Santy Claus.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Me got to control meself.
Yeah.
Me just-- me got to keep reading story.
OK.
[CLEARS THROAT] Ah, where was I?
Oh yeah.
"And Mama and her kerchief and me in me
cap had just settled down for a long winter's nap."
Night, night, Mommy.
Oh boy.
Oh.
How can me sleep when there are Christmas cookies?
[SIGH] Oh boy, the cookies look so good!
Oh, no, no, no.
No, no.
Me got to read story, no eat cookies.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
OK.
Oh.
Yeah.
Um.
"When out in the lawn, there arose such a clatter,
me sprang from the bed to see what the matter."
[JINGLE BELLS]
What that clatter?
[GASPS] That Santy Claus!
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
"When what to me wondering eyes should appear?
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny
reindeer, with a little old driver, so lightly and quick.
Me knew in a moment, that must be Saint Nick.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came.
And he whistled and shouted and called them by "name.
SANTA CLAUS: [WHISTLING] Now Dasher, now Dancer,
now Prancer and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid,
on Donner and Blitzen.
COOKIE MONSTER: "To the top of the porch,
to the top of the wall, now dash away, dash away,
dash away all!"
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!
Santy Claus is almost here.
Oh me so excited for Christmas!
Me can hardly control meself!
Oh!
Cookies!
Om nom nom nom nom nom oh nom nom nom nom nom nom oh nom nom
oh nom nom.
Me can't wait to give Santa these Christmas-- cookies.
Oh, oh, me ate all of Santy Claus's cookies.
Oh!
Me tried so hard not to.
[SIGH] What me going to do?
What me going to do?
Me need to find Santy Claus a present.
Oh, and quick!
Ohh!
Oh, OK.
How about this sweater?
This so cute.
Wait a minute.
That too small Santa.
Ohh.
Oh!
Me got it.
Me can give Santy Claus me mommy's cookie recipe.
That way, he can make Christmas cookies whenever he want.
Oh boy, oh boy.
Me so excited.
That such good present.
[JINGLE BELLS]
Santy Claus?
Hello?
You there?
Oh me heard all you clatter.
Me ready for Christmas.
Me got present for you.
Yeah, me think you really going--
[JINGLE BELLS]
[GASPS] Santy Claus was here!
Oh boy, oh boy!
He took me present me had for him.
What in box?
[GASPS] And he knew just what me wanted.
[GASPS] Christmas cookies!
SANTA CLAUS: Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a goodnight.
COOKIE MONSTER: Yeah.
What he said.
Now, me can have a cookie, take a little nappy,
and read story again.
It Christmas after all.
Ah nom nom nom nom nom nom nom nom nom nom.
Oh.
[SIGHS]
[SNORING]
[GROANING] Cookies.
[SNORING]