When four of Santa'* elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not
produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa was beginning to
feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

Then Mrs. Clause left santa a nice letter stating she was
tired of his **** and leaving him, stressed santa tried to make his own
breakfat but he burnt the toast and messed up the eggs..

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 apple cider and a
shot of rum. 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 cider 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 end of the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa ,trudged 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 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...