It's Christmas Eve, and Larry is anxiously awaiting the arrival of Santa Claus

With a plate of cookies

Oh, Santa! I can't wait for you to come, I just can't wait for you to come

And I've got cookies! Three yummy cookies!

Just for you for when you come, oh me, for you for when you come

Because it's Christmas!

Could that be Santa? Could that be him?

Could it be the one who brings presents for a cucumber like me

A good cucumber like me?

Larry is surprised to be greeted not by Santa, but a crafty bank robber!

Who are you?

I'm a bank robber! And I've come to rob your bank, oh yes!

I've come to rob your bank, and I've come to take your dimes and swipe your nickels

So stand back, step aside you silly pickle! And let me in!

Although frightened by the intruder, in the spirit of

Christmas Larry makes an offering

I'm not a banker, I have no bank my robbing friend

But I have cookies, three yummy cookies

And I don't have nickels, but please take this my robbing friend

Eat one of these my robbing friend

They are for Santa, but you may have one

The bank robber is truly touched by Larry's good will

But Larry, although momentarily distracted

Is still excited about seeing Santa

Oh, Santa! I can't wait for you to come (I'm a robber, I came to rob your bank)

I just can't wait for you to come, and I've got cookies! (oh yes, I came to rob your bank, you shared a cookie)

Two yummy cookies! Just for you for when you come (a yummy cookie, though I'd love to take your dimes)

Oh me, for you for when you come (perhaps another time)

Because it's Christmas!

Could that be Santa? Could that be him?

Could it be the one who brings presents for a cucumber like me

A good cucumber like me?

Once again, it is not Santa who has come to Larry's door

But this time a savage Norseman

Who are you?

I'm a viking! And I've come to take your land, oh yes!

I've come to take your land, and I've come to burn your crops

And steal your horses

And I've come to, step on your chickens!

And soil your quilts!

Although frightened by the intruder

In the spirit of Christmas Larry makes an offering

I don't have land, I don't have crops, my viking friend, but

I have cookies, two yummy cookies

And I don't have horses, but please take this my viking friend

Eat one of these, my viking friend

They are for Santa, but you may have one

The viking is also touched by Larry's good will

But Larry's thoughts are still with Santa

Oh, Santa! I can't wait for you to come (I'm a viking! I came to take your land, oh yes!)

I just can't wait for you to come, I've got a cookie! (I came to take your land, you shared a cookie)

A yummy cookie! Just for you for when you come (a yummy cookie, though I'd love to soil your quilts)

Oh me, for you for when you come (I don't think that I wilt)

Because it's Christmas!

Could that be Santa? Could that be him?

Could it be the one who brings presents for a cucumber like me

A good cucumber like me?

Larry is greeted now by an agent of the Internal Revenue Service

Who are you?

I'm from the IRS and I've come to tax your-

Oh, Santa! I can't wait for you to come, I just can't wait for you to come

It's finally Santa! It's finally him!

At last, the one who brings presents for a cucumber like me

A good cucumber like me!

I'm Santa! And I've come to bring you gifts, oh yes!

I've come to bring you gifts, and I've come to stuff your stockings

Oh, ho-ho-ho!

And I've come to jiggle my belly

And wiggle my nose

Hey, wait a minute! Isn't that my belt?

And what are you doing with my hat?

So you're the ones!

Wait a minute, I can explain!

We've changed!

Nobody messes with Santa! You know that, don't you?

You've been very naughty! And I've got a list!

Did you claim that?

Merry Christmas