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 of apple cider and

a 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 accidently dropped the cider pot, and it broke into

hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get

the broom and 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...............

:realmad: Nice one

I might treat my wife like a fairy this year, listen out for the scream. ;)

Nice one

I might treat my wife like a fairy this year, listen out for the scream.

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LOL well SOME angels enjoy it NOT ME