This gift is for Santa Claus.

Even Santa deserves a gift, right Gary?

Meow.

Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa's on his way.

I'm giving him a present that he'll take back on his sleigh.

Yay!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hmm.

Oh, yeah, I forgot.

Ho, ho, ho!

Shrinko!

Oooh.

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la...

Ho, ho, ho!

Seven Months Later Excuse me, Mr. Sofa.

Huh, look at that, Gary.

It's the present I left for Santa last Christmas.

Isn't that nice?

The present I left for Santa last Christmas?!

He never got it!

Oh, this is the worst disaster that's ever happened.

My present to Santa's 212 days late.

Nya-ha-ha-ha!

Late!

It's a tragedy!

My joyful, carefree world has grown dark and dreary.

I can't go on.

No, I'll go on.

But I can't go on!

Woo-hoo-hoo!

Woo-hoo!

Five stars!

Patrick, I wasn't acting.

Santa never got his Christmas present.

So why not just deliver it to him?

Why not just deliver it to him?

That's a dumb idea.

I'm in!

Great!

But how will we get there?

We can't walk that far.

We can push and shove each other!

Great idea!

We can't let it be one more day late.

Okay, me first!

My turn!

Merry Christmas!

Um, it's July?

On your mark.

So long, suckers.

Get set.

Go!

Come on, wormies!

Giddy-up!

Hmm.

Meanwhile, back in the lowlands...

Alone at last!

Now there's nothing between me and the secret formula.

Come on, boys!

Get me to the greenbacks!

I think not, old man.

Turbo boost, Karen!

No!

I can't let him win!

Don't worry, he won't.

I will.

Yee-haw!

Hi, SpongeBob.

Hi, Patrick.

Where's your sleigh?

I don't know.

Hop in.

We'll give you a lift.

Aah!

Come on, Gary!

Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!

What?

Good thing I brought this along.

Ow.

Ow.

I'm gonna need something with more firepower.

Woo-wee!

Looks like I lost him!

The remote's shorted out!

The robots are stuck in high gear!

Those dimwits don't stand a chance against my imported worm.

Oh.

Hey, what's the big idea?

Oh, I beg your pardon?

It's tea time, ain't it?

I don't have time for this!

Tea time, of all the ridiculous concepts.

Aah!

And we race, race, race down the snow, snow, snow!

Wow, look at that!

Squidward!

Buddy!

He doesn't look so hot.

We'd better take him with us.

Good idea.

And we race, race, race down the snow, snow, snow!

And we race, race, race down the snow, snow, snow!

Patrick, did you hear that?

Yeah. Sandy?

Thanks, guys.

No problem, right there.

Snoop out the money, little guys!

Come on!

Mush!

Wait a minute!

I was gonna feed ya!

Harness!

And we race, race, race down the snow, snow, snow!

Hi, Mr. Crab.

I've just been turned into lunch meat by me own worms!

Hop in, sir!

We'll get you out of here!

Much appreciated, boy!

Faster!

Faster!

Faster!

Faster!

No!

This is a dead end!

No!

Get back on!

Let go!

Great.

Now we're trapped.

Quarantine schmorentine.

I'm the great...

Reach contained!

Good work!

Maybe we should stay inside.

But I have to cheer at the big game tomorrow!

Everyone's gonna laugh at me if I get sick and die first!

Oh, not to worry, me massive little angel.

We'll just do what we did in me old Navy days.

Ooh, old Navy days.

You see, first, we found a sicko, and then we just locked him in the freezer room.

With the infected sailor isolated, the rest of us could enjoy ourselves, certain of our continued good health.

Ah, good times.

You let them out of the freezer once they were better, right?

Huh?

I suppose someone let them out.

Eventually.

Okay, who's feeling queasy?

Go ahead now, raise your hand.

So, that's how you want to play it, eh?

Fine, I'll examine all of you for signs of the pestilence meself!

Oh, no, I am not letting any of you infected imbeciles near me!

He's the sick one!

He belongs in the freezer!

Get him!

Wait!

I'll go willingly.

I feel fine, but I don't want to risk infecting my friends.

Especially you, Squidward.

All I ask is that you remember me as I was.

Full of life.

No!

It sounds like he's really suffering in there.

I can't bear to look.

Can someone describe it to me?

Come on now, come on.

Let the poor boy enjoy his agony in peace.

Ooh, ice cream.

Well, problem solved.

Now sit back and wait for the all clear.

Boy, ice are unveiling under the weather.

It's weather, you moron.

Sweet after!

The clam flu!

It's spreading!

Into the freezer with him!

We'll just have to be more vigilant now.

Anyone could be a carrier.

Itchy skin!

He's got clam flu!

What?

No, no.

I was just scratching.

Freezer!

Freezer!

At least we know we're safe now.

Baby beluga.

Oh, I just remembered.

I didn't spend all your money at the mall.

Here's your change. Oh, the disease must have addled your tiny feet.

Wait, I take it back.

There's still some shoes I want to buy.

So, let me get this straight.

Nobody in this freezer is actually sick?

Healthy.

Ice cream!

Well, if no one's sick in here, then the sick person must be...

Daddy!

Oh, no!

I say we bust out of here, grab crabs and lock him away.

Oh, yeah.

Daddy?

Who's this now?

I don't know.

Mr. Krabs didn't tell us to question his orders.

I'll just wait for him to let me out.

You can't cook Krabby Patties if you're locked in the freezer.

All right.

Let's put this crab on ice.

What time is it?

I guess I should hide Plankton's Chum Day gift before Chum Day's all over.

Aha!

I bet Plankton would never think to look in the sewer.

Chum?

Oh, well.

Maybe I can get a little more in there.

Yummy, yummy, yummy!

Caution!

Wet chum!

Slippery wet chum?

Ouch!

Don't eat chum off the sidewalk!

What has that yellow idiot done?

Our homes have been ruined by you and your stinking chum!

Your chum ruined my hair!

Your chum made me dumb!

You were already dumb.

Well, it didn't make me any smarter!

Get him!

We shouldn't be fighting.

It's Chum Day.

Chum Day?

What's Chum Day?

Chub, chub, chub.

Hello, I'm Chumter Claus.

So, anyway, back to the mob violence.

Merry Chum Day, everyone!

I officially declare today...

Chum Day!

Huh?

Whoa, yay!

Tastes really bad.