The Man from Scene 24's blog: "Ramblings of a sane madman"

Angel On The Christmas Tree A Yuletide Story Santa was very cross. It was Christmas Eve and NOTHING was going right. He went to get himself a glass of milk and the door to the refrigerator knocked the glass out of his hand.

As it was, there were no cookies for the milk because Mrs. Claus had burned all the cookies she was baking.

The elves were complaining about not getting paid overtime for all the extra hours they needed to put in to make the toys for the Christmas rush and decided to go on strike for better pay and working conditions.

The reindeer had been drinking all afternoon at the reindeer games and were dead drunk. To make matters worse, they 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!" raged Santa, "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 on strike 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!" "Where the hell is he and what am I going to do?"

Just then, the Little Angel kicked open the front door and stepped in from the snowy night, dragging a huge Christmas tree behind him.

He then yells out, "Yo, fat man! Where do you want me to stick the tree this year?"

And thus began the Yuletide tradition of little angels atop the Christmas trees........