Christmas Trivia

[Shibby]

Reindeer are only reindeer in Eurasia and when born in captivity, otherwise there known as Caribou.

[Shibby]

I saw this on Leno when some animal lady brought animals on the show. Add any other christmas trivia you might know.

[Puddles]

This isn't trivia but it's just nice. My uncle lives on a farm in PA and has reindeer. He looks just like Santa and over the years he's set up a Santa's Village and gives kids sleigh rides. When my daughter was about 3 y.o. we visited him during the summer and when she first saw him she thought he was Santa, so we made a little Christmas gift exchange in the middle of July. Gotta love the magic of the holidays.

[Shibby]

what would you call it then? I was trying to make a christmas thread about the facts of christmas and where the things we just take as is came from.

[Puddles]

Goofball, I was referring to my own post as not being trivia.

[Shibby]

haha

[Puddles]

Come kiss me under the mistletoe.

[bad14u]

Originally posted by Puddles
Come kiss me under the mistletoe.

Can I kiss you under the cameltoe?

[Megiddo]

Here is a little bit about wonderful mistletoe:

Mistletoe
Mistletoe is an aerial parasite that has no roots of its own and lives off the tree that it attaches itself to. Without that tree it would die. Mistletoe was thought to be sacred by ancient Europeans. Druid priests employed it in their sacrifices to the gods while Celtic people felt it possessed miraculous healing powers. In fact, in the Celtic language mistletoe means "all-heal." It not only cured diseases, but could also render poisons harmless, make humans and animals prolific, keep one safe from witchcraft, protect the house from ghosts and even make them speak. With all of this, it was thought to bring good luck to anyone privileged to have it.

Norsemen offer us a beautiful symbolic myth about mistletoe. The story goes that Mistletoe was the sacred plant of Frigga, goddess of love and the mother of Balder, the god of the summer sun. Balder had a dream of death, which greatly alarmed his mother, for should he die, all life on earth would end. In an attempt to keep this from happening, Frigga went at once to air, fire, water, earth, and every animal and plant seeking a promise that no harm would come to her son. Balder now could not be hurt by anything on earth or under the earth. But Balder had one enemy, Loki, god of evil and he knew of one plant that Frigga had overlooked in her quest to keep her son safe. It grew neither on the earth nor under the earth, but on apple and oak trees. It was lowly mistletoe. So Loki made an arrow tip of the mistletoe, gave to the blind god of winter, Hoder, who shot it, striking Balder dead. The sky paled and all things in earth and heaven wept for the sun god. For three days each element tried to bring Balder back to life. Frigga, the goddess and his mother finally restored him. It is said the tears she shed for her son turned into the pearly white berries on the mistletoe plant and in her joy Frigga kissed everyone who passed beneath the tree on which it grew. The story ends with a decree that who should ever stand under the humble mistletoe, no harm should befall them, only a kiss, a token of love.

What could be more natural than to translate the spirit of this old myth into a Christian way of thinking and accept the mistletoe as the emblem of that Love which conquers Death? Its medicinal properties, whether real or imaginary, make it a just emblematic of that Tree of Life, the leaves of which are for the healing of the nations thus paralleling it to the Virgin Birth of Christ.

Later, the eighteenth-century English credited mistletoe not with miraculous healing powers, but with a certain magical appeal called a kissing ball. At Christmas time a young lady standing under a ball of mistletoe, brightly trimmed with evergreens, ribbons, and ornaments, cannot refuse to be kissed. Such a kiss could mean deep romance or lasting friendship and goodwill. If the girl remained unkissed, she cannot expect not to marry the following year. Whether we believe it or not, it always makes for fun and frolic at Christmas celebrations.

source: http://www.christmas.com/pe/1327

[blm]

Originally posted by Megiddo
a certain magical appeal called a kissing ball.

I got two of those!

[Puddles]

Originally posted by bad14u
Can I kiss you under the cameltoe?

Yes, you may kiss my ass.

Or my feet, depends on what position I'm in.

[Puddles]

Originally posted by Megiddo
Here is a little bit about wonderful mistletoe...

Thanks, I never knew the origins of the tradition.

[bad14u]

Originally posted by Puddles
Yes, you may kiss my ass.

Or my feet, depends on what position I'm in.

Either way...it's all good to me!

[decadecadeca]

There was a cop on his horse waiting to cross the road when a little boy on his new shiny bike stopped beside him.
''Nice bike,'' the cop said, ''did Santa bring it to you?''

''Yep,'' the little boy said, ''he sure did!''

The cop looked at the bike and while handing the boy a $20 ticket he said, ''Next year, tell Santa to put a license plate on the back of it.''

To go along with the cop, the little boy said, ''Nice horse you got there sir, did Santa bring it to you?'' ''Yes, He sure did,'' said the cop.

The little boy looked up at the cop and said, ''Next year tell Santa to put the dick underneath the horse instead of on top.''

[decadecadeca]

A little boy sits on Santa's lap. Santa says "I bet I know what you want for Christmas," and with his finger he taps the boys nose with every letter he spells "T-O-Y-S".
The little boy thinks a second and says, "No, I have enough toys."
Santa replies once again tapping the boys nose with every letter, "C-A-N-D-Y."
Again the little boy thinks a second and says, "No, I have all kinds of candy."
"Well what would you like for Christmas?" Santa asks.

The little boy replies, tapping Santa on the nose,
"P-U-S-S-Y, and don't tell me you don't have any because I can smell it on your finger!"