When four of Santa's elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not
produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa was beginning to
feel the pressure of being behind schedule.
Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her Mom was coming
to visit. This stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that
three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and
were out, heaven knows where.
More stress.
Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the
boards cracked, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the
toys.
So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup
shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves
had hidden the liquor, and there was nothing to drink.
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke
into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to
get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of the
broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa
trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little angel
with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said, very cheerfully,
"Merry
Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for
you. Where would you like me to stick it?"
And so began the tradition of the little angel on
top of the Christmas tree.
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Be good, be careful, be
yourself... Zac
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...that was cute
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