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| - Benson: Alright, everybody. It's the holiday season, so we've got a lot of things on the agenda. We've got to hang the lights on the tree, prepare the track for the annual sled-a-thon, and last, but not least, tonight is our yearly white elephant gift exchange. Muscle Man: Whoo! Hear that, sugar plums? White Elephant. You all know Muscle Man brings it with the gifts. I'm gonna start bringing in the holiday cheer right now! (He takes off his shirt, swings his shirt over his head, and leaves) Muscle Man (continued): Whooooooo!!! Rigby: Benson, you've gotta call off the white elephant. Rigby: Nice.
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| - Benson: Alright, everybody. It's the holiday season, so we've got a lot of things on the agenda. We've got to hang the lights on the tree, prepare the track for the annual sled-a-thon, and last, but not least, tonight is our yearly white elephant gift exchange. Muscle Man: Whoo! Hear that, sugar plums? White Elephant. You all know Muscle Man brings it with the gifts. I'm gonna start bringing in the holiday cheer right now! (He takes off his shirt, swings his shirt over his head, and leaves) Muscle Man (continued): Whooooooo!!! Rigby: Benson, you've gotta call off the white elephant. Mordecai: Yeah, you know Muscle Man always pranks us by getting terrible gifts. Pops: Every year, his gifts ruin Christmas. Hi-Five Ghost: Yeah, I love the guy, but he doesn't know when to quit. Skips: You remember the glove incident? Benson: Don't remind me. Every time, you think you're gonna get something you want, then bam! Muscle Man swoops in, steals your good gift, and you're stuck with his prank one. But this year's gonna be different, this year, we're gonna give him the horrible gifts. Mordecai: Really? Hi-Five Ghost: Okay. Rigby: Nice. Mordecai: But there's no way of knowing if he'll pick the right gift. Skips: It's impossible to rig it. Benson: It's not impossible if the odds are stacked in your favor. Rigby: What do you mean? Benson: I mean, I've got a plan. Benson (V.O): The order of the white elephant gift exchange is decided by picking random numbers out of a hat. Benson: Next up is, Number 6! Rigby: OOOOOOOH! Lucky number 6! Benson (V.O): But what if it wasn't random? What if we write the exact same number on every slip of paper, pretend to have our numbers called? Rigby: Lucky number 6! (He picks up a gift and prepares to open it) I wonder what it could be! Benson (VO): Yes what could it be? What's something Muscle Man wouldn't want to steal, something that even he would find absolutely horrible? (Rigby opens the gift) Skips (V.O): Deodorant. Pops (V.O): Oooh, a new tie! Hi-Five Ghost (V.O): A Hugstable doll? Benson: Close, but no. Rigby: Aww, salad accessories? Benson (VO): Yes, salad accessories! It's a known fact that Muscle Man hates anything salad related. Others: Ahhhh! (all nod) Benson (VO): Keep doing this gift after gift, nothing but salad accessories, until Muscle Man is the only one left in the game who hasn't stolen anything... Benson (VO): ...leaving him no choice but to pick the last remaining gift we set up for him. And when he goes to open the gift... Others: Yeah? Yeah? Benson: I don't know. I haven't thought that far ahead. Benson (continued): But that's where you guys come in. I already bought all the salad stuff. We just need to find something that will make the worst possible gift for Muscle Man. Mordecai: Hmm hmm. With pleasure. Rigby: Yeah, we could totally do that. Benson: Alright then. Let's split up and get shopping. We're out for revenge here, people, so go, go, go! Hi Five Ghost: What about this? Can't get any worse than expired tuna. Pops: Isn't that a bit much? Hi Five Ghost: No way! Remember what he did to you at last year's White Elephant? Pops: Oh, it's perfect! It looks just like the SS Constantinople! Benson: I was hoping you'd pick that one, Pops. Pops: I love it. Muscle Man: Not so fast, Pops. Muscle Man (continued): It's my turn now, and I choose to steal...this gift! Muscle Man (continued): Don't worry, Pops. It's all part of the game. Muscle Man (continued): Now you get to open the last gift. Pops: Oh! Pops (continued): Oooh, what on Earth is this? Muscle Man: It used to be ranch dressing 20 years ago, now boom! Brand new paperweight! Pops: Nooo-hoooooo! Pops (continued): You there! Pops (continued): What's the worst expired food item you've got?! Rigby: Ooh! Dude! Rigby (continued): We gotta get this! Mordecai: I don't know. Don't you think this is too harsh? Rigby: Oh, so Muscle Man's gifts were never too harsh? Muscle Man: Itching powder in the sweater! Classic White Elephant gift. Mordecai: Aaaah! It's in my eye! Mordecai (continued): You're right. It's not harsh at all. Let's buy it. Mordecai and Rigby: Hmm-hmm-hmm! Hmm-hmm-hmm! Benson: How much? ???: $500 for the day. Skips: Benson, do you really wanna go through with this? Benson: Wow! These gloves are great! Muscle Man: Do you think so? Benson: Yeah, they're so soft! Muscle Man: Do you really think so? Benson: Yeah, I do. Why? Muscle Man: Because they're made of my old underwear! Benson: Noooooooooooo!! Benson (continued): I didn't wanna retire at 65 anyway. ???: Pleasure doing business with ya.
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