Santa Throws Tantrum, Starts Tradition

Santa was very cross. It was Christmas Eve and NOTHING was going right. Mrs.
Claus had burned all the cookies. The elves were complaining about not getting
paid for the overtime they had worked while making the toys and were threatening
to go on strike. The reindeer had been drinking all afternoon and were dead
drunk. To make matters worse, a few of the other elves had taken the sleigh out
for a spin earlier in the day and had crashed it into a tree.


Santa was furious. "I can't believe it! I've got to deliver millions of
presents all over the world in just a few hours -- all of my reindeer are drunk,
the elves are walking out 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. The angle said, "Yo, fat man! Where do
you want me to stick the tree this year?"


And thus the tradition of angels atop the Christmas trees came to pass....