One year Santa was having a really difficult time getting everything taken care of. The elves were all upset and had gone on strike, leaving the toys only half finished in the workshop. The reindeer all were sick and making a terrible mess of the stalls. The naughty/nice list was nowhere to be found and letters with requests were pouring in. Mrs. Claus was coming down hard on him for no apparent reason. To top it all off he could feel a nasty bout of the flu coming on. As Santa went deeper into his funk of misery, he heard the doorbell ring. Grumbling, he answered the door. There in front of him was a beautiful angel with a radiant smile and sweet disposition. She said, "I have your Christmas tree, Santa. What would you like me to do with it?"
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I thought it was because Eric put your picture on his tree when he was on his mission and sent you a picture of the "angel" on his tree.
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