Not long ago nor far away, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip... but there were problems every where! Four of the elves were 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.
Then 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.
And finally when he began to load the sleigh, one of the boards on the sleigh
cracked and the toy bag fell to the ground, scattering all the toys. Fed
up, Santa returned to the house for a cup of coffee and a shot of whiskey.
But he found that the elves had hit the liquor cupboard and there
was nothing there to drink... and in his frustration he dropped the coffee
pot and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor.
Worse, when
he
went to get the broom, he found that mice had eaten the straw it was made from.
Just then the doorbell rang. Santa, cussing all his way to the door,
opened it to find a little angel holding a great big Christmas
tree.
And the angel asked: "Santa, where would you like to put this Christmas
tree?"
And that, my friend, is how the little angel came to be on top of the
Christmas tree.
