Earlier this month, I got a letter from Santa asking me if he could use a little garage space to store toys because kids these days are just getting greedier and he didn't have room at the North Pole to store the gifts. My reply was, "Of course. There is an empty spot in the back corner of the garage that will do nicely."
Tonight I heard the garage door open and thought I'd take a peek. Just then, I heard a blood curdling scream coming from the garage-- and it was a woman's voice! I rushed outside to find Mrs. Claus, who let me know she had just gotten the scare of her life!
You see, she informed me, Santa has been at the hospital all day, so Mrs. Claus offered to help with deliveries. All the stress had finally caught up to her, though, as she was picking up the toys from the garage to carry them in. She heard a creepy voice right behind her and screamed so loudly the neighbors even opened the door and asked if she was all right. Luckily, the creepy voice she heard was merely an Elmo toy which had decided it was just the moment to start singing and dancing.
I calmed down Mrs. Claus, invited her in, and helped her with the delivery. She said Elmo has always bothered her and now she knew why.
My advice to you if you see Mrs. Claus is don't sneak up on her unless you want to hear what pitch glass breaks at!
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