The North Pole. Christmas Eve. A large group of reindeer is gathered and standing completely still in a snowy glen. Rudolph approaches, cautiously.
Rudolph: Hey guys. So, now that you all love me and everything, I was wondering if you would let me play some of your reindeer games. Could I?
Comet: Yeah, sure, pal. We’d love for you to join in.
Rudolph: Oh man, I am so excited! Seriously, you don’t know how long I’ve waited to be a part of this. This really is a dream come true for me.
Donner: Oh, we know.
Rudolph: So, uh, well, I’m ready to play! What are the reindeer games?
Vixen: We’re playing one right now.
Rudolph: You…you are? What is it called?
Blitzen: “Stand as still as possible.” I think I’m winning.
Rudolph: Oh, well, that sounds…fun? Um, what are some of the other ones you play?
Dasher: Hmm…well, this is the one we play most often, but sometimes we play this one where we put as many gingerbread men in our mouths as we can.
Rudolph: But aren’t reindeer allergic to gingerbread?
Rudolph: *blank stare*
Cupid: But there are other games. Like, the one where we just stare at each other while trying to stay balanced on our right legs.
Dancer: Or there was that one year we shaved mohawks on each other!
Comet: Or when we drew straws to see who would eat those strange berries we found!
Dasher: Poor Herman.
Rudolph: Herman? I don’t remember him.
Vixen: Well, that’s because of the berries.
Rudolph: *sweating* Oh, wow. Um, so…do you ever play Duck Duck Goose, or Monopoly? Bocce Ball? I wouldn’t mind a nice game of Bocce Ball right now. Ha ha ha…..
Comet: Nope, never heard of them.
Prancer: I really like the game where we race to the iceberg, and then bury whoever finishes last in the snow.
Rudolph: How long do they stay buried?
Prancer: Well, if we remember to get them out, not very long, but sometimes we forget to, and well, in that case, we just hire a new reindeer. Not a big deal.
Dancer: Oh oh oh ! Let’s play that one right now! 3, 2, 1—
Rudolph: No, guys, wait! I don’t want t—
Moral of the story: It is far better to be left out than get buried in a snow drift.