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 pre-Christmas pressure.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit,
which stressed Santa even more.
When 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.
Then 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 cup of apple cider
and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he
discovered the elves had drank all the cider and hidden the
liquor. 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 irritated Santa marched to
the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel
with a great big Christmas tree.
The angel said cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't
this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where do
you want me to stick it?"
And so began the tradition of the little angel stuck on top
of the Christmas tree.....
