One particular Christmas 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 him that her Mom was coming
to
visit. This stressed Santa even more.

Then when he went to harness the Reindeer, he found 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 back into the house for a cup of coffee and a
shot of whiskey.

When he went to the cupboard, he discovered 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 cussed 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?"

Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas Tree