I dunno it's something I wrote.
Oh, sure, Rudolph went down in history. Shiny red nose, like a cherry, that one. I mean, at first they laughed at him, but then he proved useful to Santa, thereby avoiding becoming a can of Antarctican Spam.
How useful is three extra legs?
That's right. Johnny, the Reindeer Who Resembles A Spider. You probably haven't heard of me. That's because my song never caught on, like, again, Mister Rudolph's. It went something like this..
"Johhny, The Reindeer Who Resembles A Spider
Had too many freakin' legs
And if you ever were him
You' d commit suicide"
... Fills you with Christmas spirit, eh? Wasn't worth the five bucks I gave to that tipsy elf to write. Sheesh.
And, you know, I pulled Santa's sleigh once too. "Once" being the operative word. My multitude of legs tripped up "All of the other reindeer".. In midair. That's quite a feat.
Life just isn't fair. Thank goodness I have two extra arms to write this with.
(Wildfire, your character dialogue feels very stiff and unnatural..)