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Anonymous B joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 2 minutes later[^][v]#327,330
I don't think that's an angle
Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 17 minutes later, 19 minutes after the original post[^][v]#327,332
Santa's Bad Day & The Angel that made his day.
One particular Christmas season a long time ago, Santa was getting ready for is annual trip, but there were problems everywhere. Four of his elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule. Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where. More stress.
Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys. So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum.
When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hidden the liquor, and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little angel with a great Christmas tree.
The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?"
Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.
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vocalon joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 15 minutes later, 35 minutes after the original post[^][v]#327,335
@OP
Yep. They live off of the potential energy of the people they displaced, however that works.
Anonymous C replied with this 14 years ago, 7 minutes later, 54 minutes after the original post[^][v]#327,346
@327,335 (vocalon)
Every Time A Bell Rings, An Angel...
* Spit-polishes his halo
* Buys a maxi-pad with wings
* Drops out of a so-called "Choir of Angels" because that's really just a place for a bunch of diva show-offs to shine sunbeams up God's butt
* Orders a plate of "Hades Hot" Buffalo wings
* Drinks a little too much of Junior's blood and falls off a cloud
* Listens to Paul McCartney sing with his band "Wings"
* Takes a heavenly crap
* Decides to reveal the Lord's majesty to the masses by appearing on some aluminum siding in east Texas
* Obeys his Pavlovian conditioning, and barks like a dog
* Sits down for dinner
* Prank calls the miserable whiners in Hell
* Gets his union card
* Takes the fruitcake out of the oven
* Gets his wings ripped from his back, so they can be given to a more angelic and deserving angel
* Tells a mortal, "Oh c'mon, jump already! I don't got all day!"
Catherine !TGirlYJKXM (OP) replied with this 14 years ago, 19 minutes later, 1 hour after the original post[^][v]#327,348
@327,340 (Killer Lettuce !!iNo3FkiZx)
I saw one disappear and move when he was looking at them.