A Christmas Story Santa, just like many of us, was beginning to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure. Four of his elves were sick and the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones. Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which of course, only stressed him even more. As he went to harness the reindeer, he found three ready to give birth and two roaming only Heaven knows where, as they had jumped the fence. He slowly began to load his sleigh, just as one of the floorboards cracked and the toy bag fell, scattering its possessions over the ground. A frustrated Santa headed inside for a warm cup of cider and a big shot of rum. He opened the cupboard and to his dismay, he found an empty cider jug and a missing jar of rum. "Oh those bad little elves" he exclaimed in dismay. And just then the cider jar fell from his hand to the floor, leaving behind a thousand little glass pieces. So Santa reached for the broom and saw all the straw missing, having been eaten by the bad little mice. Just then the doorbell rang. An irritated Santa marched to the door and yanked it open. There stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?' And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree. The End -- I am using the free version of SPAMfighter. We are a community of 5.7 million users fighting spam. SPAMfighter has removed 1986 of my spam emails to date. Get the free SPAMfighter here: http://www.spamfighter.com/len The Professional version does not have this message