Below is one of my favorite Christmas stories! Hope you all have a great holiday, be safe, and enjoy time with family and friends! Alex, I cleaned out the Greenbrier Total Wine of Dooker this morning!
A Christmas Story
One particular Christmas season 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 Santa that her mom
was coming
to visit. This stressed Santa even
more. When he went to harness the
reindeer, he found that 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 into the
house for a cup of coffee and a shot of
whiskey. When he
went to the cupboard, he discovered
that the elves had hidden 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 on 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.
A Christmas Story
One particular Christmas season 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 Santa that her mom
was coming
to visit. This stressed Santa even
more. When he went to harness the
reindeer, he found that 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 into the
house for a cup of coffee and a shot of
whiskey. When he
went to the cupboard, he discovered
that the elves had hidden 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 on 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.
