Everything was going wrong at the North Pole. The Elves were on strike, the reindeer had the runs and Mrs. Claus refused to cook dinner. Santa was at his wit's end and about ready to blow a fuse. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Santa answered it and there was an Angel with a large Christmas tree. The Angel asked Santa where do you want me to stick this tree Santa...and that's how the Angel got on the top of the tree.
I don't mean to be a Grinch, however.... to those of you who are placing Christmas lights/decorations in your yards, would you please avoid anything that has Red or Blue flashing lights together!! Every time I come around the corner, I think it's the police and I have a panic attack. I have to brake hard, toss my margarita out the window, fasten my seat belt, throw my phone on the floor, turn my radio down, and push the gun under the seat. All while trying to drive.
It's just too much drama, even for Christmas. Thank you for your cooperation and understanding.