The Santa Claus syndrome.
-Look, Chema, I...
-Tell me, tell me, ho ho hooo!
-I wanted to ask you out.
-Ugh, thank goodness. I had been wanting it for so long.
-Well, come on, there's the door!
-That?
-Get away!
-But Marta Inés…
-Hello!
-Are you going to treat Santa Claus like that, ho?
-Pfff! Holy Patience...! Every year the same.
-Well, I'm coming, go, have a happier life...
-Yes, ho.
-Colo that lends sharing rises, love... Ho, ho, ho!
-But who do you think you are?
-And you? Who do you think you are to like me so much?
-Go Go! Get out of the woods, you've made me happy.
-That's the idea. You are happy, happy, Christmas is coming. Ho Ho Ho!
-Why don't you stop playing the posh, Chema? Also, you never believed in Santa Claus!
-As a child, yes, sorry. And then... Life.
-What are you saying?
-First one believes in Santa Claus, then one does not believe in Santa Claus and, in the end...
-That?
-Unu ends up looking like Santa Claus.
-You're handsome...
-That's what it is, Marta Inés.
-Pfff! You should take care of yourself a little, Chema, seriously.
-Are you calling me fat?
-Non, Chemina, but let's see...
-Toi very curious, I just have this tummy that looks like...
-The ring of Saturn.
-He will exaggerate yes.
-How happy is it that you don't weigh yourself, Santa Claus?
-I threw the weight, ho! When I weighed myself instead of the kilos it said “to be continued”!
-Come on, shoot for the casino!
-Put another gadget, Martina. Ho Ho Ho!
-You drink more than the Christmas carol fish.
-Coime, better for you! Above, I'll take the winch ahead…
-Yeah, the bad thing is, just put up with it. Are you sure you're okay?
-I don't know. I must have kidney failure.
-Oh really?
-Yes, ho. I lost a reindeer, ho ho ho!
-What a fool you are.
-Let yourself be loved as you deserve, let me show you how I am, show you the angle that I carry inside.
-It was worth it, Chema! Yes, heavier than a fly inside the toilet.
-Keep watching, don't play nice at this point in the year.
-Pirate yourself, Chema, faime'l favor!
-Ho Ho Ho!
-You always lacked a piece of meat for quilu but it is that when these dates arrive...
-I…I…Ho ho ho!
-Whoa, whoa, there's the door!
-I'm Santa Claus, ho!
-Boo! Holy patience!
