Stroker and Hoop2004

[after Santa killed the ghosts, Stroker and Hoop return back at Stroker's house where its Christmas Day morning]

Hoop:
What the hell just happened?

Stroker:
Where the hell's my lottery ticket?

Hoop:
Oh, my god. You broke up the lottery ring.

Stroker:
It's got to be here somewhere.

Hoop:
No, in this iteration of reality, you never won the lottery.

Stroker:
Oh, my god. No! No, JER -- JERMANE! JERMANE, COME BACK! I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL LET SANTA DIE THIS TIME! NO! PLEASE, NO!

Hoop:
Stroker, Stroker, look! There's a -- There's a gift here from Santa for ya.

[Stroker reads Santa's note]

Santa:
[narrating] Dear Stroker, thank you for saving Christmas. By now, you know your winning lottery ticket is gone. Hopefully, this gift will help to compensate. Merry Christmas! Santa.

Stroker:
Ha ha! Good old Santa. [opens the gift] SOCKS? That ungrateful son of a b*tch! I saved his ass!