Christmas Angel
Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2004 9:07 pm
Santa was absolutely furious, absolutely nothing was going right. Mrs Clause had burned all the cookies, the elves were complaining about not being paid overtime for making the toys, the reindeer had been drinking all afternoon and were dead drunk and to make matters worse they had taken the sleigh for a spin and crashed it into a tree.
Santa was getting more furious and short tempered by the minute, he had to deliver millions of toys all over the world in just a few hours and to top it all off he didn't even have a Christmas tree himself, he had sent Little Angel out hours ago to get a tree and he wasn't back yet. "Oh woe is me", he wailed, "What am I going to do."
Just then Little Angel burst through the door dragging the Christmas tree and yelling in a loud happy voice, " Yo fat man, where you gunna stick the tree this year."?
And thus the tradition of an Angel sitting on top the Christmas tree came to pass.
Santa was getting more furious and short tempered by the minute, he had to deliver millions of toys all over the world in just a few hours and to top it all off he didn't even have a Christmas tree himself, he had sent Little Angel out hours ago to get a tree and he wasn't back yet. "Oh woe is me", he wailed, "What am I going to do."
Just then Little Angel burst through the door dragging the Christmas tree and yelling in a loud happy voice, " Yo fat man, where you gunna stick the tree this year."?
And thus the tradition of an Angel sitting on top the Christmas tree came to pass.
