( Turns to the Snob) Why do I get the feeling that the right choice is actually the wrong choice? Satan: ( Puts down the SNES) You have chosen correctly. Why, it's ( Pulls out a Genesis) SEEEEE-GAAAAAA, of course! Snob: ( Turns to the Critic) Well, that's an easy one. or Sega Genesis? ( As he says this, he pulls out both consoles) Santa Christ: Don't tempt me, Devil! You know I was up late drinking Holy Yule Moost with a splash of Jesus Juice! I can barely remember my own name. Satan: If you want to pass through these woods, you're going to need to answer the question. Santa Christ: Let us pass, Devil! You're embarrassing me in front of my friends. Snob: Holy shit, huh! I'm no longer an atheist. You never know what magical beings you may run into in the forest.Ĭritic: What are we gonna run into, rodents of unusual size or Robin Hood and his merry men? Santa Christ: Oh-oh, yes, beautiful Detroit. Santa Christ: ( Turns around) Oh, really? And where do you hail from? Israel? Egypt? O Little Chinatown of Bethlehem? The Cinema Snob: Funny looks sorta like where we come from. North Jerusalem! As you can see, just as beautiful as any magical land, where the trees are made of mint leaves, and the grass is as sweet as candy cigarettes. Santa Christ: And here we are, my home country. We start off in a forest, panning down to.
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