rolled down the steps, and landed in the midst of the elves.
As they begin to fight over the one ice cream cone, I have, I yell wait there is a truck out front and

They all scampered to the ups truck, one by one they climbed in and I finally got peachie out of Santa sleigh, she was pissed cause she was having a blast, she then asked where the heck did Snuggles get to and I said oh, no she's still in the basement so we started to run back to the house when suddenly.....

out of the snow rose a man...........a gorgeous man all covered in white, shivering, but smiling away. He said oh what delight I shall have with the three ladies that are here to play........now come one and come all, into the house we shall go.........and

Noden was a strange girl who had some strange fears. She was scared of discovering severed bellys (dripping with blood) in her basement, scared of the banshee's scream sounds the trees made when the wind was exceptionally strong, but most of all, she was scared of being buried alive.

All her life, Noden had only two friends: Phyillis Diller (who lived right next door) and Santa claus (who lived across the street). Noden was better friends with Phyillis Diller than Santa claus, mostly because Santa claus smelled like unburied corpse. He smelled so strongly of unburied corpse that you could usually tell he was close by, even before you could see him. Plus, he liked to eat trantulas, seriously.

Santa claus was mostly a loner and a trickster, and he knew all about Noden's fears. He wanted to show her how ridiculous her fears were, so he devised this plan. It was a mostly evil, kinda sadistic plan, but he thought it would be funny.

Santa claus decided he would pretend to be dead. He would pretend to be dead, there would be a giant funeral for him, and the only person that would know he was pretending would be Noden.
At the funeral, near the end, Santa claus would start to make noise and whoop and holler. Noden would protest, and say, "Wait a minute, he's alive!"

Santa claus would let it go so far as having the coffin dropped into the grave, and as they were shoveling the first mound of dirt, he would pop out of the coffin and yell, "Gotcha!" Everyone at the funeral, all his family and friends, would realize what was going on and they would all have a good laugh at Noden's expense--what a silly fear to have.

The morning of Christmas, Noden received a call from Santa claus's mother.
"I'm so sorry," she said, "but Santa claus was in a terrible accident. Honey, I'm calling to tell you that he's passed away." Santa claus's mother broke into sobs and hung up the phone.

Noden felt horrible as she placed the phone back on the receiver. She didn't like this trick at all.
The day of the funeral Phyillis Diller, her parents and Noden's parents all attended. Everyone from the neighborhood was there, even the terrifying lady who lived alone in a big house with her cats.
Everyone except for Noden. She had to stay home because she had a terrible case of laryngitis. She couldn't even speak to tell her mom it was all a trick. She tried to write a note, but she was too delirious and fell back asleep.

The funeral was beautiful. Members of Santa claus's family stood up to share stories and wonderful memories of him. Songs were sung. Everyone cried. As the ceremony drew to a close, Santa claus became tired of pretending and started banging on the closed casket. He knew Noden would jump up and start to protest. Everyone would be so confused.
He didn't know that Noden was not there. She was asleep in her bed, dreaming about being buried alive. No one else noticed his sounds. They were all so sad and lost in their own thoughts...
The pallbearers came and stood at each corner of the coffin. They picked it up carefully. Santa claus banged, yelled, and screamed. He kicked the walls and slammed his fists on the roof of the coffin. He listened for anyone's response.
No one paid attention.

Everyone walked slowly as they followed the coffin to its final resting place. The mothers wept, some softly, some loudly, while the fathers stood stoic, like trees.

The coffin was dropped slowly into the ground. Santa claus could hear the dirt dropping onto the top of the coffin. With each thud, thud, his body temperature rose slightly. He started sweating. He heard his mother crying out. He banged and slammed his body against the tiny walls of the coffin.
It was too late.

The End.....

Noden was a strange girl who had some strange fears. She was scared of discovering severed bellies (dripping with blood) in her basement, scared of the banshee's scream sounds the trees made when the wind was exceptionally strong, but most of all, she was scared of being buried alive.

All her life, Noden had only two friends: Phyllis Diller (who lived right next door) and Santa Claus (who lived across the street). Noden was better friends with Phyllis Diller than Santa Claus, mostly because Santa Claus smelled like unburied corpse. He smelled so strongly of unburied corpse that you could usually tell he was close by, even before you could see him. Plus, he liked to eat tarantulas, seriously.

Santa Claus was mostly a loner and a trickster, and he knew all about Noden's fears. He wanted to show her how ridiculous her fears were, so he devised this plan. It was a mostly evil, kinda sadistic plan, but he thought it would be funny.

Santa Claus decided he would pretend to be dead. He would pretend to be dead, there would be a giant funeral for him, and the only person that would know he was pretending would be Noden.
At the funeral, near the end, Santa Claus would start to make noise and whoop and holler. Noden would protest, and say, "Wait a minute, he's alive!"

Santa Claus would let it go so far as having the coffin dropped into the grave, and as they were shoveling the first mound of dirt, he would pop out of the coffin and yell, "Gotcha!" Everyone at the funeral, all his family and friends, would realize what was going on and they would all have a good laugh at No den's expense--what a silly fear to have.

The morning of Christmas, Noden received a call from Santa Claus's mother.
"I'm so sorry," she said, "but Santa Claus was in a terrible accident. Honey, I'm calling to tell you that he's passed away." Santa Claus's mother broke into sobs and hung up the phone.

Noden felt horrible as she placed the phone back on the receiver. She didn't like this trick at all.
The day of the funeral Phyllis Diller, her parents and No den's parents all attended. Everyone from the neighborhood was there, even the terrifying lady who lived alone in a big house with her cats.
Everyone except for Noden. She had to stay home because she had a terrible case of laryngitis. She couldn't even speak to tell her mom it was all a trick. She tried to write a note, but she was too delirious and fell back asleep.

The funeral was beautiful. Members of Santa Claus's family stood up to share stories and wonderful memories of him. Songs were sung. Everyone cried. As the ceremony drew to a close, Santa Claus became tired of pretending and started banging on the closed casket. He knew Noden would jump up and start to protest. Everyone would be so confused.
He didn't know that Noden was not there. She was asleep in her bed, dreaming about being buried alive. No one else noticed his sounds. They were all so sad and lost in their own thoughts...
The pallbearers came and stood at each corner of the coffin. They picked it up carefully. Santa Claus banged, yelled, and screamed. He kicked the walls and slammed his fists on the roof of the coffin. He listened for anyone's response.
No one paid attention.

Everyone walked slowly as they followed the coffin to its final resting place. The mothers wept, some softly, some loudly, while the fathers stood stoic, like trees.

The coffin was dropped slowly into the ground. Santa Claus could hear the dirt dropping onto the top of the coffin. With each thud, thud, his body temperature rose slightly. He started sweating. He heard his mother crying out. He banged and slammed his body against the tiny walls of the coffin.
It was too late.

The End.....