I was actually kinda close to accidentally changing my name to my spouse’s dead name months before meeting them, which I’m pretty sure we all recognize as a plot of one of the best Transsexual Seinfeld episodes
George: We were hitting it off, and then she tells me her name. *pause* Jerry: Well? What was it? George: It was my dead name, Jerry! Jerry: What are the chances? George: What are the chances, Jerry?!?!
my dad was just like “ISNT THIS… RUDOLPH’S NIGHT???” out of nowhere to me and then looked out the window as though he would somehow discover the answer by doing so
my father has an even more precarious understanding of christmas rituals than i do
happy rudolph’s night to all my christian followers