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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
while making the toys. The reindeer had been drinking all afternoon 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! 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! 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. He says "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........