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One particular Christmas season a long time ago, Santa was
getting ready for his annual trip ... but there were problems
everywhere.
Four of his elves got sick, and the trainee elves did
not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones so 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 of coffee and a shot of whiskey. When he went to the
cupboard he discovered that the elves had hid the liquor and
there was nothing to drink.
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the coffee 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 it was made from. Just then the doorbell rang
and Santa cussed on his way 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 just a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Isn't it
just a lovely tree? Where would you like me to stick it?"
Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the
Christmas Trees...
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From: "Michael Combley" <combley@latte.2xtreme.net>
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HO HO HO Happy Holidays!!
One particular Christmas season a long time ago, Santa was
getting ready for his annual trip ... but there were problems
everywhere.
Four of his elves got sick, and the trainee elves did
not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones so 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 of coffee and a shot of whiskey. When he went to the
cupboard he discovered that the elves had hid the liquor and
there was nothing to drink.
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the coffee 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 it was made from. Just then the doorbell rang
and Santa cussed on his way 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 just a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Isn't it
just a lovely tree? Where would you like me to stick it?"
Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the
Christmas Trees...
Michael :-)
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