I've never met a nice, good John. They've all been assholes. My ex, this guy, The Crapper (another word for John)...The Chemist...
Santa! Where’s the reindeer?
When I was younger and my mom would take me to the mall to see Santa, I always wanted to see his reindeer. This wasn't some regular kiddo asking Santa a question, this was a pesky and annoying little girl who would pull and tug on Santa's beard to see if he was legit.