A little story to start your Christmas season in the right spirit.

When four of Santa’s elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce
toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the
Pre-Christmas pressure.Then, Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which
stressed Santa even more..
He went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were
about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out,
Heaven knows where.
When he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the
toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a glass of cider and a shot of rum.He went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drunk all the
cider and hidden the rum.

In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it
broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor.
He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw
off the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the
door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big
Christmas tree.

The angel said very cheerfully, ‘Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn’t this a
lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me
to stick it?’
And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

Not a lot of people know this !!!

 

Irish Humour

Humor is just another defense against the universe. – Mel Brooks

We have really everything in common with America nowadays except, of course, language – Oscar Wilde

Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else. – Margaret Mead

To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable. ― Oscar Wilde

A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle.― Irina Dunn

Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping ― Oscar Wilde

Religion Can Be So Humerous – Dave Allen Says It As It Is

More Great Humour By Rodney Dangerfield

 

What happened to the magic tractor?
It went down the road and turned into a field!

 

Now for my take on this very short life, this existence, in which we are participating… some of it very deep and satanic, some of high strangeness. For those of us making it out of the womb, we can expect a measly lifespan of some 100 years. High strangeness starts right there with that statistic!

And some of it about stuff that has an air of complete innocence. Mind you, that said for example, the sporting world is not completely without conspiracy. Agree?