But it's Christmas, daddy!

You're the ghost of Christmas Past.

You remember that Christmas, don't you?

What kind of Christmas is this?

All right, this was Christmas for little Carl in 1968.

Now you listen directly to me, for I am the ghost of Christmas past, and I have come to show you what Christmas was like.

It wasn't a holly jolly Christmas that year, for many were killed.

And Christmas was celebrated at each full moon in front of the great red ape.

Not so much the lasers and the robots, though.

But now, in the future, the past has occurred.

Look at the time!

Thousands of years ago, the ice had made the globe innavigable.

The war of man against machine raged on through the early 70s.

It was the great circuiting.

But the elves came from the red planet, and there was much defecation.

He's, uh... The elfin blood will flow forever for eternity from the elfin graves.

Now, uh, is there a way to get the blood to flow up the walls?

The blood's just going to keep flowing.

With the shrieking robot, there he is.

And in the summertime, you got this.