Guys, did Napoleon quit when he needed ten thousand tickets to conquer France? Did that other guy quit when he needed ten thousand tickets to do that ten thousand ticket thing? No! I'm not saying it'll be easy. I'm not saying--
[The others have left, and it's revealed Otis was giving his speech to a small kid, who starts crying.]
Psycho asked me to help him move his couch, and then busted my leg, and said mean things, and the farmer decided to ride him to win the love of Bronco Betsy, and now he's doomed!
Now, listen good! Every year, I ask you and your sorry giant behind for the same thing: a Red Ryder BB Taser with double-pump battery action for extra painfulness! But you never bring it to me!
Another story? What is this, Santa's book club? Hey, next time I'll tell you about when me and Rudolph went on spring break. No hiding from the cops with that nose.
Ha-ha! That stupid old Santa Claus better bring me what I want this year, or he'll get a stocking full of pain, and a gift certificate for suffering! Tah! I'm witty.
So, fat man, we meet again. [in the same style as his signature laugh] Ho-ho-ho! I usually say "ha", but I changed it to "ho", 'cause it's Christmas, and I'm clever!