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slowpoke2
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aberdeen, Scotland, UK
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tradition
One particular Christmas season, a long time ago, Santa was getting
ready for his annual trip. But there were problems. Four of his elves
were sick, and the trainee elves just weren't working out.
Things got worse when Mrs. Claus told him her mother was coming to
visit. Then, when he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three
of them were about to give birth. Two others had jumped the fence and
were out carousing, heaven knows where.
When he went to load the sleigh, one of the side boards cracked and the
toy bag fell to the ground, scattering the toys. Frustrated, Santa went
into the house for a cup of coffee and a shot of whiskey, but when he
opened the cupboard, he discovered the elves had apparently had a party,
and there was nothing left to drink.
Just as he accidentally dropped the coffee pot, breaking it in hundreds
of little pieces, the doorbell rang. Santa opened the door, cursing
beneath his breath, and there stood a beautiful little angel with an
enormous, perfectly shaped Christmas Traditions Christmas tree. "Merry
Christmas Santa," the angel said. "Isn't it just a lovely day to be
alive? Look! I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me
to put it?"
Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas
tree.
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| November 14, 2006, 21:32 |
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