you can guide MY sleigh tonight

S: Hey! That’s my tummy!

D: I know, I like it.

S: No you don’t. If you did you’d have sex with it.

D: Umm… it has no entry point.

S: Sure it does! The, uh, esophagus.

D: You’ve got a front door and a back door, but that’s like coming in through the chimney.

D: < pause > Do I look like Santa Claus?