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SUB BY : DENI AUROR@ https://aurorarental.blogspot.com/

Ready for Christmas, kids?

Aye, aye, Captain!

I can't hear you.

Aye, aye, Captain!

America's favorite pirate

and president of the Spongebob Squarepants Fan Club

Patchy the Pirate.

Oh! Hi!

I'm Patchy the Pirate

president of the Spongebob Squarepants Fan Club!

Oh!

Hey, that's better.

Squawk!

Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!

That's right, Potty.

It isChristmas.

And there ain't nothing better in the seven seas

than a Bikini Bottom Christmas.

It sure is a magical time of year.

Why I'll bet old Spongebob

is gearing up for Santa Claus right now!

I sure am!

I'm ready!

Not bad for a creature

with no vertebrae.

And I'm sure our pal Patrick

is doing his share

of the decorating.

I, too, am also preparing for Christmas.

Mmm, unbaked cookie dough!

Potty want cookie dough!

Huh? Oh!

Cookie!

Potty, no!

Get out of here!

Potty...

Ah, give us a lick.

Back off, you flying freak.

Clarify, please.

This here cookie dough is for the children

not for pesky parrots.

What's that?

Three bells.

We all know what three bells means.

Free ice cream!

No, you silly livers.

No!

Man overboard?

You I'm ignoring.

No...

It's time to open fan letters!

Oh, thank you, Potty.

Okay, Potty, thank you.

Come on, give it, you birdbrain!

Quiet, you infernal bird!

Hmm!

This letter comes to us from...

Name and address withheld.

And he writes:

"Dear Spongebob

"I am ten years old

"and I was wondering if you like Christmas as much as I do.

Sincerely yours..."

Name and address withheld.

A very good question.

But you know, they didn't always celebrate Christmas in Bikini Bottom.

Squawk! They didn't?

No, sir, my fine-feathered little neck pain!

Whoa!

There was a time when no one had even heard of Christmas in Bikini Bottom.

Hey, who wants to hear the story of Spongebob's very first Christmas?

Squawk...

Potty?

You ate all me cookie dough!

Sqouch...

Oh, well, on with the show.

Today I'm going sneak up

and get that Sandy with a super-sneaky karate move.

Hoo... ha!

Hoo, hee-hee!

Whoo... hi!

What diabolical act is she committing now?

Fire!

Don't worry, Sandy, I'm coming!

Stand back, Sandy!

Fire!

Huh?

So, I guess there's no fire?

What in the name of the Alamo

is wrong with you, Spongebob?

Ain't you never seen

a Christmas tree before?

Christmas who?

What?!

Y'all never heard of Christmas?

Is she a friend from Texas?

No!

I can't believe y'all haven't heard about...

Christmas.

Tell me more about this...

Christmas.

And so Sandy wove a magical tale

of gumdrops and penny whistles.

She told of toy-making elves and flying reindeer.

But best of all she told of the one they call...

Santa Claus.

...and everyone pretends to like the fruitcake.

Yawn.

But the best part is you can write a letter

to this guy Santa Claus and tell him what you want

and he brings it to you.

Just like a genie!

I don't know about you lubbers

but any fella who's giving away free stuff

is a friend o' mine.

That's the spirit, Mister Krabs.

Here you go: you can get started on your letter.

I can't believe anybody would celebrate a holiday

where a jolly prowler breaks into your house and leaves gifts.

Like a genie.

Pipe down, Squidward!

I'm trying to concentrate.

This things as good as a blank check

direct from the First National Bank

of Santa Claus.

Ah, brother.

Yeah...

Okay, who's next?

Ooh, ooh, me, me!

Here you go, Patrick.

There's no words on this paper.

Not yet.

Yippee!

A writing stick!

Come on, Squidward, write a letter.

Spongebob, grow up, will you?

No one's going to give me a gift

just because I write them a stupid letter.

Spongebob, I ripped my paper.

Could I have another one?

Sure, buddy, here you go.

Okey-dokey, Squid...

...ward.

Uh, Spongebob?

Thanks.

"Dear... San..."

Oh, not again!

Here, Patrick, watch me.

"Dear Santa...

"What do I want for Christmas, you may ask?

"All I want if for you to visit the gentle folk here in Bikini Bottom.

That is my wish."

Patrick, I designed this mechanism

to shoot bottles to the surface.

The hopes of everyone rest

on the success of its maiden voyage.

Fire in the hole!

Santa!

Where's Santa?

He doesn't come till Christmas Eve.

Okay, boy, my demands...

er, uh, I mean letter, is ready to go.

Great, Mister Krabs.

What did you wish for?

A pony.

Really?

With saddle bags full of money!

Here you go, Spongebob.

What did you wish for, Patrick?

Another piece of paper.

And what did you wish for, little girl?

Front teeth.

I could use a new hat.

I need a new hairstyle.

Another glass of water for my teeth.

Excuse me, coming through, out of the way.

Great, Squidward, you finished.

What's your wish?

My wish is that the people of Bikini Bottom

will stop paying any attention to the inane drivel

that is constantly streaming out of this dunderhead's mouth.

Gee, Squidward

maybe Santa will bring me a dictionary

so I can understand what you just said.

Okay, everybody, we've got a lot to do

now that we've summoned Santa Claus.

We must ready ourselves for his arrival.

Hooray!

♪ the mistletoe?

♪ What, who me?

♪ La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

♪ What do you want?

Is Squidward right?

Can there be a Christmas under the sea?

Stay tuned.

Whoa....

It's about time you got back!

Now I can finish me story.

So, Spongebob was sending

the last of the letters to Santa...

I hope he can read Portuguese.

Ah... well, that's the last letter.

Wait!

Squidward hasn't written his letter yet!

Squidward, hurry!

Squidward!

Squidward, hurry!

Spongebob, what are you doing?

Don't worry, Squidward, I'll help you get started.

"Dear Santa Claus...."

Spongebob, forget it.

Right, too formal.

"Hi, Santa."

Spongebob, no!

"Howdy, Claus"?

I'm not writing a letter

to a figment of your imagination.

But, Squidward, when Santa comes

you'll be the only one without a gift.

Spongebob, how many times do I have to say it?

I don't believe in Santa Claus!

Come on, Squid, all you have to do is write a letter.

What have you got to lose?

My self-respect.

My sanity.

My lunch.

Squidward, come on!

Come on, Squidward!

Don't be a party pooper!

Come on out!

Santa Claus is a big phony!

Spongebob has got you all fooled!

Come on, Squidward!

Drop the whole anti-Christmas thing!

Hmm, those idiots are going to be up all night

while I get a full night's sleep.

Come on, everybody, let's sing till Santa gets here!

Hey, where's Santa?

Uh, he should be here any minute.

Oh, forget this!

Thanks for the lies, Mr. Fairytale.

Let's go waste our time somewhere else.

Hey, guys, where's your Christmas spirit?

He's just running late.

He probably just stopped for a snack.

Fat guys get hungry, right?

Yeah!

Never trust a genie.

Morning already?

Oh, boy!

Merry Christmas!

Ho-ho-ho!

Merry Christmas!

Wait!

Oh, I see

a great Christmas photo op.

Can you move in a little?

Say "Santa Claus."

Santa Claus...

Aw...

Our first Christmas.

You were right, Squidward.

This is a stupid holiday.

I still want you to have this.

What... what's this?

A present.

I made it for you

so you wouldn't feel left out when...

Santa came!

Oh, gee, you know, I...

You're welcome.

Spongebob?

He made me a present?

It's probably a jellyfish net.

Or an old Krabby Patty.

Or...

his favorite underpants.

Present, ha!

What?

Why, it looks like a clarinet.

It smells like one, too.

Hand-crafted out of driftwood.

And it's even got my name on it.

What's this?

Wow!

This is the greatest gift I have ever gotten.

Oh, I feel like a...

I feel like a... I feel like a...

Big jerk!

What have I done to poor Spongebob?

Uh, hey, Spongebob, uh...

Spongebob?

I guess I won't be needing this.

Oh...

That's better.

The poor little guy.

All he wanted was to spread a little joy.

I better get this stuff off of Squid's place.

Ho-ho-ho! Ho-ho-ho!

Huh? Hello?

Who's there?

Huh? Hello?

Ho-ho-ho! Ho-ho-ho!

Hello? Yes? Who's there?

Huh? Hello?

Show yourself.

Whoo-hoo! Hello?

Who is it? Huh?

Up here, you dunce!

I mean, uh... Merry Christmas, little boy!

Could... could it be?

Yes, it is I, Santa Claus!

Ho-ho-ho...

hoo, heh, huh, ooh!

Hey, you're...

S-s-san... S-s-san...

S-s-san...

Hey, uh, kid?

Take it easy.

S-s-san... ta!

Spongebob.

Spongebob.

Spongebob!

S-s-s-s-an...

Don't do that again.

I knew you'd make it, Santa!

Hey, Santa, where's your big, round belly?

Well, uh, that, um, is a result of, uh...

undersea pressure on my body.

Where's your reindeer and your flying machine?

Uh, I loaned them to the Easter bunny.

And what about that nose?

I knew you were supposed to have a big one

but that thing's gigantic.

All right, I'm Santa!

Santa!

This is the greatest gift you could have given me.

Thank you for bringing Christmas to Bikini Bottom.

I didn't bring Christmas to Bikini Bottom, Spongebob.

Youdid.

I did?

Oh...

Merry Christmas, Spongebob!

Merry Christmas!

Phew! I'm glad that's over.

Do you have a present for me, Santa?

Uh, well, uh, see, I'm not, I'm not really...

Oh, go ahead, Santa Claus.

See, he is real.

He made my Christmas wish come true.

He won't let you down.

Uh, right, just a second.

Okay, quickly, let's see.

What do little girls like?

Um, a book of matches or a shaving kit?

A copy of my birth certificate?

There's got to be something around here.

Think, think, think!

Ah, perfect!

Here you go, little girl.

Ho-ho-ho!

Thanks, Santa.

That almost felt good.

Uh... who...?

Hey, Santa, where's my present?

And mine?

And what about me?

Uh... let's see what Santa has for all you good people.

Think fast, Santa.

Gifts for the people.

Aha!

A bowl of mashed potatoes for you.

Thank you, Santa, this is just what I wanted.

A new hairstyle.

Thanks, Santa.

Here you go, Patrick.

Whoa...!

A wristwatch!

Thank you, Santa!

What was I thinking?

I gave away all my stuff

just so Spongebob wouldn't be sad.

Am I insane?

You might as well take the door.

That's all that's left.

Squidward, you missed him!

He was here, just like I said!

He gave us all presents!

He was jolly and he had a beard.

His nose was big and he had rosy cheeks.

He was friendly and kind and Santa-ish.

Oh, his belly was small

but his nose was huge with Christmas joy...

Well, at least it's over.

Huh?

What's this?

"Dear Squidward

"Thanks for all your help!

"You've been a real good boy this year!

Warm regards, Santa Claus."

Ho-ho-ho-ho!

Ho-ho-ho!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho...

Merry Christmas!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho...

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho...

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho- ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho... Oh!

Ho-ho-ho-ho...

Ho-ho-ho-ho...

Yup, I'm insane.

Merry Christmas!

Ho-ho-ho...

Ahoy, Patrick, it's Christmas Island.

Presents Ahoy!

Hooray!

Uh-oh, a storm!

Yay! I mean, yikes!

Oh, we're going down!

Trim the sails!

Hoist the yardarms!

Turn on The Weather Channel!

Patchy?

Oh, hi, kids.

Boy, that Spongebob makes me as jolly as a Roger.

Well, I hope you enjoyed Spongebob's Christmas tale.

And I hope you Christmas is better than sunken treasure.

Eh?!

Aw... Potty left me a little Christmas present.

Ar, ye old mistletoe.

And you know what that means.

Time for somebody to kiss Patchy the Pirate.

Come on, who's it going to be?

Come on, kiss the Captain.

Squawk! Give us a kiss!

No, not you! Not you, Potty!

No, no, get out of here.

Give me a kiss!

No, I don't want to kiss you.

No, we talked about this.

Potty! No...

Well, it looks like Patchy's

pretty busy at the moment

so I'll say it for him--

good night and happy holidays.

Give me a kiss!