“Are we there yet?”

“No Donder, I’ll tell you when we get there.”

“How Long Santa, how Long will it take?”

“Comet, will you stop please, I’m trying to drive my sleigh tonight.”

“I’m hungry.”

“Cupid, you ate before we left, now cut it out already, we’re almost there.”

“I have to pee.”

“Geez, Blitzen, we’re flying over the Atlantic Ocean, just go now.”

“We should all just poo over the White House when we get there wouldn’t that be a hoot?”

“Vixen I can turn this sleigh around right now, do you want that?”

“No Santa.”

“Are we there yet?”

“Dasher, didn’t you hear what I said to Donder?”

“Sorry Santa, but Prancer was nibbling my ear.”

“Prancer knock it off. In fact all you other reindeer, not another word.”

“Rudolph, don’t shine your nose so bright, it’s hurting my eyes.”

“Dancer, just leave Rudy alone willya, I can’t take this any more. Next year I’m using the Jet Pack.”