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Wake up , listen to his baby cry , kiss his wife good by and go back to work and face a grumpy boss. It was all one hell of a dream he had,,

 

and when he woke up, there beside him was, Shirley doing ................

 

Doing the Reindeer dance in her Reindeer suit.. !!!

 

"Well," she said, "Enough of this malingering in bed, shaking my tail, I have tons of work to do." So........

 

So off she scampered out into the woods to find some more reindeer to help pull Santa's sleigh on Christmas eve.. and soon she came upon.......

 

a moose. She thought, "Hmmmm? I bet this moose could pull Santa's sleigh really fast. If only he could fly." So she asked him....

 

" hey there Mr.Moose, can you fly? " Shirley asked ,

" Why? does it look like I have wings,? those are my antlers.. chuckle chuckle snort snort,, "...he answered in his moose like voice...

 

But just then, Santa appeared. He said, " Mr. Brown Moose, of course you can fly. All you have to do is believe in Christmas magic." Mr. brown Moose said , "I believe. I believe." And Christmas magic worked! Away he went.

 

High, High, up in the sky, Mr. Moose was flying by..

 

the North Pole.......

 

The North woods and the North Atlantic....but decided to go to the back to the North Pole to pick up his bag of toys for all good little boys and girls..

 

But when Santa got there, much to his surprise....

 

and he rubbed and rubbed his eyes and said,...

 

"Cheez, Louise! It's time for Shirley to go to bed. We'll continue this story tomorrow." So Steve ....

 

...came across Mary Christmas on his way to the thread, which meant.......