“Grandpa, what’cha hangin’ on the tree?”
“A reindeer.”
“Which one?”
“Clyde.”
“There’s no ‘Clyde’ reindeer.”
“Sure there is. Reindeer are teamed up in pairs: Dasher and Dancer and all that. Clyde’s next to Rudolph.”
“But Rudolph’s nose glows bright and…”
“And Clyde has radar. Good team.”
“…”
“Rudolph plays the victim: that whole ’no one will play with me’ thing. Not so. Rudolph is upper crust. Highfalutin. Rudolph’s PR team make you pity him, so he’s popular. But no one remembers Clyde.”
“Hi Mom! Grandpa’s been tellin’ me ‘bout…”
“Yes, I heard. Dad - have you been eating my medicinal cookies again?"
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