How the Little Angel Got on Top of the Christmas Tree
Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:04 pm
Once upon a time at the North Pole, Santa Clause was having union troubles. The elvs were on strike because they have not gotten a rais in 20 years. The reindeer thought they should get hazzard pay and better medical coverage because of their annual flight, and Santa Clause was besides himself with anger. His frustration was really boiling over, as the phone would keep ringing off the hook. Frist the union's lawyer threatining to charge Santa with violations of the labor laws, then his lawyer would call saying that he would not be able to meet with him until after Christmas.
Through out all this chaols, the phone rings again. Santa's wife calling to ask him to bring home some extra ginger bread for desert. The little angel who was all excited about Christmas, and oblivious to all the troubles, enthusiaticaly chimes in asking, "what should I do with the christmas tree." Santa Claus holds up his indes finger indicating that he was still on the phone with his wife. "Get the &^% &%% ginger bread yourself. I'm busy!" then slams down the phone. At that moment, the head elf storms into the room demanding to know how over time pay was going to be handled. "Get lost you &&%%" exclaims santa. Again, the little angel excitedly asks twice: "What should I do with the Christmas tree? What should I do with the Christmas tree?"
Hot, sweaty, and exasperated, Santa Clause turns to the little angel and yells, loud enough for all to hear, "Shov it up your $%$$!!!"
And that's how the little angel got on top of the Christmas tree.
<narf narf>
Through out all this chaols, the phone rings again. Santa's wife calling to ask him to bring home some extra ginger bread for desert. The little angel who was all excited about Christmas, and oblivious to all the troubles, enthusiaticaly chimes in asking, "what should I do with the christmas tree." Santa Claus holds up his indes finger indicating that he was still on the phone with his wife. "Get the &^% &%% ginger bread yourself. I'm busy!" then slams down the phone. At that moment, the head elf storms into the room demanding to know how over time pay was going to be handled. "Get lost you &&%%" exclaims santa. Again, the little angel excitedly asks twice: "What should I do with the Christmas tree? What should I do with the Christmas tree?"
Hot, sweaty, and exasperated, Santa Clause turns to the little angel and yells, loud enough for all to hear, "Shov it up your $%$$!!!"
And that's how the little angel got on top of the Christmas tree.
<narf narf>
It sounds good joke! 
