Disco Loving Santa

My husband was normal until he turned fifty Mrs. Claus said. Then he bought a red sports car and went a bit crazy inside his head. He’s down at the Reindeer lodge disco dancing tonight. He is grooving and grinding to other’s delight. Our children are embarrassed, the reindeer are smirking. They think it ridiculously amusing to see Santa twerking. Let’s go down there and see it for ourselves, Mrs. C. She argued because the lodge charged a fee. I’ll pay the fee, you get dressed up. Let’s go! We tromped through the wonderland, enjoying the snow. Santa was thrilled when he saw his bride enter. They discoed away, then they sat down for dinner.