Not long ago and far away, 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.
> Totally frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of coffee
> and a shot of whiskey. When he went to the cupboard, he found the
> elves had hit the liquor and there was nothing to drink. In his
> frustration, he 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 door bell 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: "Where would you like
> to put this tree fat man?"
>
> And that my friend, is how the little angel came to be on top of
> the Christmas tree.

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