So here's the deal with Rankin/Bass's Year Without A Santa Claus, Santa gets a cold(what) and is told by his doctor(what) that he needs to make some changes to his flight schedule. Instead of actually DOING THAT, he goes on vacation and leaves two slack-ass elves in charge to find out if people still believe in St. Nick. The two elves, Jingle and Jangle, get lost in Southtown, a town in the Southern United States and wind up in trouble after the baby reindeer Vixen is mistaken for A DOG(WHAT) and is taken to the fucking DOG POUND DOGS AND REINDEER DO NOT LOOK ALIKE IN ANY WAY NO MATTER WHAT THEIR AGE IS. Anyways, the mayor of Southtown agrees to let Vixen go if Jingle and Jangle can prove they're magic elves by making it snow on Xmas day.
Now here's where it actually gets good. To make it snow, you need permission from the Snow Miser since he's in charge. BUT, since Southtown is in contract with his step-brother, the Heat Miser, it's completely out of his jurisdiction. Heat Miser agrees to let it snow in Southtown but only if he gets control of the North Pole for one day. For the rest of the special both of them act like immature dicks until Mother Nature, their mom, shuts them up.
The Miser Brothers are fucking awesome and their stupid little ragtime songs always get stuck in my head.
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