Was Santa having a senior dyslexia moment when he said, "Oh oh oh?" No, he was just commenting on his bleeding hemorrhoids and not feeling the Christmas spirit. Sat your ass in a flying sleigh for 12 -15 hours, jumping out only to go down chimneys with gifts for brats, and then we will talk about the Christmas spirit. Not funny really, but it is original.
My favorite Christmas spirit is Paul Masson brandy - any flavor except turnip. Everybody remembers Ron Howard as Opie Taylor - Sheriff Taylor's boy from the Andy Griffith Show. Do you remember the cute little tyke who was always out on the street eating a jelly sandwich and generously offering anyone a bite? That was Clint Howard, Ron's real life younger brother, playing Leon. Clint, while never achieving Ron's success, found steady acting work through the years. Here he is in 1995's Digital Man.
One year Santa was having The Christmas from Hell. Everything was falling apart...Mrs. Clause was chronically complaining, there was a shortage of toy parts, the elves were on strike, Rudolph was drunk again [the real truth behind the red nose], etc etc etc. It really looked like the first time ever, Christmas was not gonna happen for the boys & girls of the world. Santa was about to have a meltdown. In the midst of all the chaos, a little angel walks up and insistently tugs on the hem of Santa's coat saying "Santa! Santa! SANTA!!! I brought in the Christmas tree. What do you want me to do with it?" And that, best beloved, is how the first angel got on top of the Christmas tree.
Ok, I blew my own joke. I'll try again. Was Santa having a senior dyslexia moment when he said, "Oh oh oh?" No, he was just commenting on his bleeding hemorrhoids and not feeling the Christmas spirit. Sat your ass in a flying sled for 12 hours, getting out just to jump down chimneys to deliver gifts to brats that left you milk and cookies knowing you were diabetic and lactose intolerant, and then let's hear your Christmas spirit.
I think trans-sexuality has been around longer than we think, but people were just more discreet and didn't pursue their choices in their home country, where they were known. I remember reading old novels where the conversation went like this; "So where is James? I haven't seen him around lately." "Oh, James is a broad in France."
These days, when a man says he was with "a certain lady," you don't know if he's being discrete or if he's in Trust-But-Verify mode.