ROBERT sits in his upholstered chair reading a book. SANTA CLAUS enters the stage through a chimney, carrying a large green sack.
SANTA
Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas! I’ve got a brand new, 160-foot, luxury yacht for a Mr. Robert LeBlanc!
ROBERT
I’m terribly sorry, but I’m Robert LeMont.
SANTA
Oh, Shoot. Then this is for you...
SANTA proceeds to kick him in the nuts and shove a banana cream pie into his face. [Curtains.]
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