At Christmas Time - Be afraid - be very Afraid!

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 cursed 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?"


And thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas
tree.