DJ Donnie:
You're not gonna believe this, another request for "Here Comes Santa Claus!" This time from Beth in accounting. Here you go, Beth.
Fred Claus:
Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me with the Santa Claus again?
[begind to get out of his office]
Fred Claus:
Hey, DJ! DJ Donnie!
DJ Donnie:
What up, Fred?
Fred Claus:
You got to stop playing the same song over and over, it becomes like mental torture!
DJ Donnie:
But, Fred, it's so catchy!
Fred Claus:
[enter the DJ room, his head is bonked]
God! Okay, Donnie. It's one song that's being played over and over again, and the only thing that breaks that up is you screaming and announcing it's the same song, it would be a nice gesture and your part to play something different.
DJ Donnie:
I said no.
Fred Claus:
Donnie, change the song.
DJ Donnie:
No!
Fred Claus:
Change the song!
DJ Donnie:
NO!
Fred Claus:
You know what? I'm gonna change the song then for you.
[He began to changing the song. DJ Donnie pushes him away]
Fred Claus:
What you getting physical with me for? Music is supposed to be about love, don't get physical with me!
[grabs DJ Donnie and puts him away]
Fred Claus:
Come on, we're trying to share around here.
[DJ Donnie punching him]
Fred Claus:
What are you doing? Stop it, stop it. Come on, this is...
[DJ Donnie grabbing his leg, grunting]
Fred Claus:
What, you're gonna do it to me? Donnie, you're acting like an untrained dog, will you stop it.
[begans to grabbing him]
Fred Claus:
Get a hold of yourself. Take a breath, before I... Stop swinging at me, stop. Will you calm down. Okay, you know what? I'm gonna "Supernanny" you.
[takes DJ Donnie to the closet]
Fred Claus:
I'm going to put you in a naughty cabinet. Because, you don't know how to handle yourself.
[puts him in the naughty cabinet and he tries push the door]
Fred Claus:
Look at me, calm it down and relex. Stop. Use your words.
[DJ Donnie tries to bite his hand and he closes the door]
Fred Claus:
I'll let you out once you realize you're sorry and you're ready to turn a corner and be a team player, okay?
[He began to changing the christmas music to rock music]
DJ Donnie:
[pounding the door]
Don't do it! I'll put my elf foot up your butt! I'm from the Southside of the North Pole, man! Let me out!
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