Santa Runs a Sweat Shop Lines

I’m awake! I’m awake!

Shhhhh. They’ll hear you

What time is it?

10:01- wait, 10:02

How much longer?

We’ve got hours to go

Hours? How many hours?

Till after Mom and Dad go to bed, for sure.

They’re still awake?

Uh Huh

Can’t we tell them to hurry up?

Then we’d have to tell them why we want them to hurry up.

Oh.

I couldn't fall asleep if I tried. I’m too excited to sleep…Aren’t you excited

I am, I am, I’m just tired excited. I’m tired and excited. I’m tire-cited.

That’s stupid

What if we fall asleep like last year

We won’t. I’m not falling asleep for anything. This is an important moment. It could be the most important moment of our lives.

I know I know (Yawn)

Would you stop yawning!

They know and they put something in the food to make us sleepy!

I’m not sleepy

She put sleeping potion in the sweet potato

She did not

Did you eat it

No

Then how do you know if she did or didn’t

They don’t know we’re staying up. If they did, they’d be checking up on us every five seconds

Not if they know we ate the sweet potato potion

That’s stupid. There’s no potion.

I don’t know if I’m going to make it. I can hardly keep my eyes open.

Use your fingers to hold the lids up.

That’s a good idea. Do you know what you’re going to ask?

Suuurrreee. Do you?

Oh yeah. I thought about it all day. Maybe that’s why I’m so tired. I worked my brain so hard, it’s in a coma

Somehow I doubt it. What are you gonna ask him.

I wanna know………….What are you gonna ask about?

Labour relations

Huh?

I think Santa’s extorting the elves.

He’s doing what?

I’m talking a North Pole Sweatshop. How else is he able to make so many toys? Those elves seem happy about it but I’ll bet it’s a front. I’ll bet there’s something-someone making those elves act happy.

But he’s Santa. He’d never do anything bad.

That’s what he wants us to believe. I’ll bet he pays those elves peanuts and they’re supposed to take it cause they work for the big guy in the red suit

But he’s Santa. Ho Ho Ho. He laughs like a bowl full of jelly?

It’s the nice guys you have to watch out for. I want to know about wages, I want to know about working conditions, and if he’s squashed any unions. And what about Mrs Claus? Is she on the payroll or is she working under the table. Oh yes, Mr Claus and I are going to have a long chat indeed. Where are you going?

Bed.

Why? Don’t you want to talk to Santa?

Not so much anymore. See you in the morning. Merry Christmas

Suit yourself. Merry Christmas. All right fatty. It’s just you and me. You. And me.