When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.
Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.
Then when he began to load the
sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot
of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drunk
all the cider and hidden the liquor
In his frustration, he
accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass
pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice
had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked
it open, and 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.
On a totally separate incident ... ... ...
I
bought a big Christmas tree from the garden centre the other day. As he helped
me tie it on top of the car the assistant said, "Are you going to
put it up yourself?"
"No; I'll put it up in the living room!" I replied growling at
him.
..."I replied growling at him," is that the Christmas spirit?
ReplyDeleteI think the Christmas spirit is usually brandy, around here. But I had none at the time.
DeleteGod bless, Tom.
We've all had days like that :-)
ReplyDeleteI know ... I know ...
DeleteGod bless you, Kathy.
Victor, I have been reading your last post and the one before out to my husband, and he wants to know when is your next venue in Belfast :-)
ReplyDeleteSorry Victor,
Deletemeant your last post and this one. Was using my smartphone downstairs to post a comment.
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DeleteGod bless you both.
I am trying not to laugh. BUT..... LOL Enjoyed the story, you should write a book! ;-)
ReplyDeleteLove from this side
Sherry & jack
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DeleteGod bless, Jack and Sherry.
Dearest Victor,
ReplyDeleteA good story and one that applies to all of us at some day and time.
Haha, your reply to the assistent helping you with the tree was great!
Hugs,
Mariette
True, we all have days when everything goes wrong all at once. I think that assistant was trying to be helpful. But it's good to laugh.
DeleteGod bless, Mariette.
Life without humor would be deadly...!
DeleteGrowling is not festive. The assistant was probably going to offer a suggestion to help you.
ReplyDeleteI thought he was being rude.
DeleteGod bless, Bill.
Thanks for the laughs. :)
ReplyDeleteSo glad to see you laughing, Happyone.
DeleteGod bless.
Hahaha. Momma said there'd be days like this!
ReplyDeleteI know, sometimes nothing seems to go right.
DeleteGod bless you, Mevely.
Some days you just shoulda stood in bed, to misquote Bugs Bunny.
ReplyDeleteYou're right; I did love Bugs Bunny cartoons.
DeleteGod bless, Mimi.
Ha Ha, your last sentence had me choking on my mouthful of water. I used to always have a star on my tree top. Now I don't even put up the tree.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad I made you laugh, River. It's good to laugh and be cheerful.
DeleteGod bless you and yours.
wonderful post
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
DeleteThat is just too funny, Victor!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas!
I'm happy you liked my humour, Martha. It keeps me cheerful.
DeleteGod bless you and your family. Thank you for your visit. Best wishes to y'all for Christmas.
I did not know where that tradition started.
ReplyDeleteYep ... when Santa met the angel!
DeleteGod bless, JoeH.