Post by gillgrabber on Nov 29, 2014 9:07:06 GMT -5
When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce
toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Christmas
pressure.
Then, Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which
stressed Santa even more.
He went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about
to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven
knows where.
When he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the
toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated,Santa went in the house for a glass of cider and a shot of
rum.
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke
into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor.
He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off
the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the
door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big
Christmas tree.
The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this 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.
Not a lot of people know this
toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Christmas
pressure.
Then, Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which
stressed Santa even more.
He went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about
to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven
knows where.
When he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the
toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated,Santa went in the house for a glass of cider and a shot of
rum.
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke
into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor.
He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off
the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the
door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big
Christmas tree.
The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this 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.
Not a lot of people know this
