"Was good Lil homies and marry Christmas!" Anaconda said to the camera that recorded a video that would be shown to thousands, if not millions of people "As always, I'm Anaconda, or Mrs. Clause in this case." Anaconda smiled, lifting her bra straps with her excellently manicured clawed thumbs and snapping it back on her shoulders, emphasizing the fact that today she wore a red bra with poofy white fur, instead of her usual pink and sparkly one "And today, as we do every year, I'm here sitting on BB's lap to take a break from-... ¡Hijo de puta! donde esta la musica?" Anaconda stood up and moved over to her laptop on the fireplace, typing on it for a few seconds before an instrumental version of 'O Christmas Tree' started playing in the background. Anaconda then adjusted her sunglasses as she sat back down on her Master's lap before looking back at the camera and smiling, showing her sharp teeth "To take a break from shaking my ass and read you all a Christmas story, this year, we're reading Charles Dickinson's classic, a Christmas Carol." Anaconda said, picking up a red book with a green spine and golden letters