Edmund Blackadder, The Prince Regent and others in Blackadder

So, shall I begin the story, sir?

Absolutely, as long as it's not that terribly depressing one about the chap who gets born on Christmas Day, shoots his mouth off about everything under the sun, and then comes a cropper with a couple of rum coves on top of a hill in Johnny Arab land!

You mean, Jesus?

Yes, that's the bloke! Keep him out of it; he always spoils the Xmas atmos!