Thread:Firefox20z/@comment-33774835-20190427024131/@comment-15761712-20190728221331

Lincoln: Guys!

(They still can't get their attention and Lily pops out of one of the stockings on Leni's outfit. Just then, a foul stench hits both their nostrils.)

Leni: (plugging her nose) Oh, Lily, you didn't! (Enter their dad with the figgy pudding.)

Lynn Sr.: Hey hey hey! I need a taste tester for my figgy pudding!

Leni: (to Lily) Oh, phew. It wasn't you.

Lola: I'll do it, Daddy! Your figgy pudding is always the highlight of my Christmas!"(looking skyward desperately) You're seeing this, right, Santa?

Lisa: (almost done with her candy cane) Truly pathetic. '(Her dad feeds Lola some of the pudding.)

Lola: (chews it forcefully) Mmm...figgy!