Son, where are your clothes? My great grandmother reportedly responded to one of her sons (my great uncle) trotting up with a friend in full-torso swimming costume and saying "mother, I'd like to introduce you to..." with, "I will Not. be. Introduced. to. a. Naked. Man."

The best part to me is that while this was, like 1915, she was artist, and I've seen her sketches of Actual naked men, so you'd think she wouldn't have turned into one of those old ladies.

Anyway! At least you didn't tell him he'd catch his death of cold?

I'm gonna have to hear this slytherin christmas ditty of yours! :D