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Hey, hey, uh, DJ Donnie. Say hey to my big brother, Freddie.
You wanted to see me, sir.
I have a surprise planned for you for your birthday, but you ruined it.
Ho!
Yes, but that's not the point. I didn't see him again.
Because you thought that that was gonna change everything.
Frederick, don't you look nice.
Oh, Fred.
it's the fattest baby I've ever seen
Oh, Fred. Ha, ha.
- Oh, and, um, Santa? - Yeah.
You know, I can never get over that, Nicholas. I just-- You amaze me.
Here it is. What do you think?
You know, at last year's after-Christmas party...
- Shake it off, Rudolph! - You sure you've never done this?
You sure you wouldn't be more comfortable down here on the bottom?
Because you know how sometimes, if my grandma's sick...
My little Saint Nicholas.
Let me just say this to you. It is not flattering on your character...
He did it.
- You guys got him! - Come on! Come on!
...I made the decision that, for the love of my brother...
I looked like a total idiot out there.
Pretty, isn't it?
Nick, I think we're gonna make it. I got elves in the Workshop making presents.
Streamlining, consolidating, outsourcing...
Showing a complete lack of control over your entire workforce.
- Nick. Nick. - Oh, boy. What?
It all starts with what you make of yourself.
- Right. - Smooth sailing, right?
- ...when you're trying to do your work. - Shh. Just lower your voice. Keep it down.
With less than three days to go until Christmas...
Last month he bit his father and his dentist.
Yeah.
Yo, Fred. I asked Santa for a puppy this year. I'm gonna name him Macaroni.
Another request for "Here Comes Santa Claus!"
...his parents prouder.
Would you like to come and meet your brother?
I want you to be honest, does she know I'm here?
Yeah, but all that matters is that each of the kids get a toy.
Get that 50 G's in my hands. Call me back. Let's do this.
Christmas One, do you copy?
Watch this.
There's no naughty kids, Nick.
They hate the crap out of the little one next to it.
- A baseball bat. - A Hula-Hoop.
Here it is, Fred, Santa's Workshop.
What's your story, man?
Santa Claus' brother, that must be a tough beat.
Merry Christmas, pal.
I couldn't miss you if I tried because you're so fat.
I promise to be the best big brother in the whole world, Nicholas.
Let's try and build some real momentum with that, okay?
Reminds me of someone … A common thought these days
...the elves have gotta stay sharp right now.
Get my blood pumping. Start to feel it.
But no, that's not the way life works, right?
- None of the kids seemed naughty to me. - Good grief, Fred.
Well, I disagree with you, Willie.
Don't you think? Also, we're gonna dump the Easter bunny.
You wanna come up here?
Going down this thing here, it's, uh...
Go to school, you're comfortable to play sports.
...you maybe got a little angry?
- ...I will pay the 5000 for your bail, okay? - Uh-huh.
And my mother always told me, since I was a little kid:
Get up, get up, get up!
Oh, and one more thing, absolutely nobody is to know why I'm here.
...because I loved my brother...
Come on, this beautiful green angel. Now, put one hand here.
Oh, uh, watch your head there. Come on in.
I understand that. I do.
...who puts the chill in the North Pole. Ow!