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Cayne is dancing around in his underwear in my living room, and singing his own made up version of "It's a Hard Knock Life" (from "Annie!") which included the line "Santa Claus what's that who's he, Santa Claus it doesn't matter we're Jewish anyhow!"

It's a good thing I had no beverage.

(And this kind of silliness is among the reasons I love him.)