How the Grinch Stole Christmas2000

The Narrator: [first words of the movie] Inside a snowflake, like the one on your sleeve, there happened a story you must see to believe. Way up in the mountains, in the high range of Pontoos, lay the small town of Whoville: The Home of the Whos. Ask any Who, and they'll have this to say, "There is no place like Whoville around Christmas Day." Every window was flocked, every lamppost was dressed and the Whoville band marched in their Christmasy best. Arbor Day was fine and Easter was pleasant and every St. Fizzin's day, they ate a Fizz pheasant, but every Who knew, from their 12 toes to their snout they loved Christmas the most, without a single Who doubt.