>A NIGHT WITH SANTA > >It was supposed to be a happy time, but it wasn't. Santa was really >pissed. It was Christmas eve, and NOTHING was going right. Mrs Claus >had burned all the Christmas cookies; the elves were bitching about not >getting paid for the overtime they had put in while making toys; and >the reindeer were dead drunk because they had been drinking all >afternoon. In their mischievous drunken stupor, they had taken the >sleigh out for a spin and crashed it into a tree, breaking off one of >the runners. > >Santa was beside himself with anger."I CAN"T believe it! I've got to >deliver millions of presents all over the world in just a few hours >from now, and all my reindeer are drunk, my elves are on strike, and I >don't even have a Christmas tree!. I sent that stupid Little Angel out >HOURS ago to find a tree, and he isn't even back yet! What am I going >to do?" > >Just then the Little Angel opened the front door and stepped in from >the snowy night dragging a Christmas tree. He says;"Yo,Santa, where do >you want me to stick the Christmas tree this year???" > >And thus the tradition of angels perched atop Christmas trees came to >pass..... >