Narrator: 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.
Band Leader: Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
Narrator: Arbor Day was fine, and Easter was pleasant and every Saint Fizzin\\\’s day, they ate a Fizz pheasant. But every Who knew, from their twelve toes to their snout they loved Christmas the most, without a single Who doubt.
Clerk: Farfingle\\\’s welcomes you! Thank you. Merry Christmas! Thank you for shopping Farfingle\\\’s!
Lou Lou Who: We got a snoozlephone for your brother Drew and a snoozlephone for your brother Stu, a muncle for your uncle, a fant for your aunt, and a fandpa for your cousin Leon. So, we just need…. Cindy? Cindy Lou! Merry Christmas. Hello, Myrna. Merry Christmas, Fred. Excuse me. Cindy Lou? Honey?
Cindy: Dad?
Lou: Yeah?
Cindy: Doesn\\\’t this seem like a bit much?
Lou: This is what Christmas is all about! Can\\\’t you feel it?
Cindy: (shakes her head no)
Clerk: Merry Christmas! Thank you for shopping Farfingle\\\’s. Wait a second! Your change! Another minute closer to Christmas! And, for the next five minutes only, 99 percent off!
Narrator: Yes, every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot, but the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville- did not.