Mom Hears noise downstairs from room..
MOM: Go to bed Timmy.
TIMMY: Help me Mom... The toys are attcking me.
MOM: Go to sleep. You'll wake up the neighbours.
TIMMY: The toys already got the nieghbors and they are dead...
MOM: If the neighbours want to open their gifts early, it doesn't mean you have to too.
(2:00 am)
MOM: Dammit Timmy. I can't sleep with alll this ruckus.
TIMMY: *throws crocket mallet to mom* heres your crocket mallet u wanted, and now use to smash that robot.
MOM: If it helps stop the noise then sure. *Starts whacking robot* Dang this thing is hard... Next christmas I ain't gonna let you have a toy robot.