Yeah, do you have one of your pretty hairs up your rear or something, EH? 
What are you implying?
And what are the implications?
Does this mean I can go on vacation?
Oh, heading up to the North Pole to visit Santa?
What was he thinking, putting ME on the naughty list?
Maybe it’s the naughty but nice list?
Can you tell I’m smiling, you silver-tongued devil?
Can’t you two go get a room?
Do you have any reason to think the hotel would refuse to offer them one?
Is there no room at the inn?
Is my donkey welcome?
Is my ogre welcome?
What about my invisible stoat?
Would your wee unseeable weasel like a ride on the donkey?
Are we assembling the Musicians of Bremen or the Friendly Beasts?
If not the Beasts of Bremen, how about the Hounds of Hamburg?
So can CheshireKat take her sweet ass, or is it just dogs and cats that are allowed?
Might I have the option of also bringing a small mouse?
And a can of oil in case it squeaks?