Penny: I just love _decorating_ the Christmas tree. It makes me feel like a little girl again.
Leonard: We didn’t have a tree when I was _growing up_.
Penny: Really? Why not?
Leonard: Mmm, in my family, holidays weren’t so much
_celebrated_ as studied for their anthropological and
psychological implications on _human_ society.
Penny: Oh, sounds festive. Did you at least give _presents_?
Leonard: Mmm, in a way. We presented papers, and then broke off into focus groups and critiqued each other.
Penny: Sheldon, what about you? Did you _have_a Christmas tree?
Sheldon: Oh, yes. We had a tree, we had a manger, we had an inflatable
_Santa Claus_ with plastic reindeer on the front lawn. And to
make things even more jolly, there were so many blinking _light_ on the house they induced neighbourhood-wide seizures.
Penny: So I take it you don’t want to _help_ us trim the tree.
Sheldon: I do not. But if you insist on _decorating_a
spider-infested fire hazard in my home I would request that you add
this.
Penny: What is it?
Sheldon: You’re kidding, right? It’s a bust of Sir _Isaac Newton_.
Penny: Oh, sure, sure, yeah. Very Christmassy.
Sheldon: Wait, excuse me, but it’s much more Christmassy than anything you’ve put on the tree.
Leonard: Here we go.
Sheldon: December 25, 1642, Julian calendar, Sir Isaac Newton is _born_ Jesus, on the other hand, was actually born in the
_summer_. His birthday was moved to coincide with a
traditional pagan holiday that celebrated the _winter_ solstice
with lit fires and slaughtered goats. Which, frankly, sounds like more
_fun_ than 12 hours of church with my mother followed by
a fruitcake.
Leonard: Merry Newton-mas, everyone.
Sheldon: I sense that’s not sincere, although I have no idea why.
Penny: No, it’s fine. Look, Sir Isaac can go right next to this little candy cane.
Sheldon: No. Isaac goes at the _top_of the tree.
Leonard: No, he _doesn't_.
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