CHRISTMAS JUST WASN'T THE SAME.
 
 It was supposed to be a happy time, but it wasn't. Santa was really pissed. It was 
 Christmas eve and NOTHING was going right. Mrs. Claus had burned all the 
 Christmas cookies. The Elves were complaining about not getting paid for the 
 overtime they had put in while making toys, and the reindeer had been drinking 
 all afternoon and were dead drunk. They had taken the sleigh out for a spin 
 earlier in the day and crashed it into a tree, breaking off one of the runners.
 
 Santa was beside himself with anger. "I CAN"T believe it! I've got to deliver 
 millions of presents all over the world in just a few hours from now and all my 
 reindeer are drunk, my 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, Santa, where do you want me to 
 stick the Christmas Tree this year???"
 
 And thus the tradition of Angels perched on top of the Christmas trees came to 
 pass. . . .