A Christmas Tale

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Date: 26 December 2009 18:30:33

Here is the Christmas story I told to the Smudgelet as he opened a bottle of Lynx shower gel from his Christmas stocking, a story which told the answer to a question he'd asked earlier in the week.

Santa was in the middle of the workshop, surrounded by his elves, and deciding what should go into the Smudgelet's stocking. Knowing the Smudgelet's love of spending excessive amounts of time under the shower (i.e. the specific amount of time taken for the hot water tank to go from full to empty) and the Smudgelet's mother's liking of the smell of Lynx, he decided to ask his elves what they had created in the way of shower gels, and they presented him with three bottles, one blue, one red and one green.

First Santa opened the lid of the red bottle and sniffed. Yes, this was OK but maybe not the nicest. Then he opened the blue bottle and sniffed and realised it was a far nicer aroma. He was sure the Smudgelet's mother would approve the choice. But just to be on the safe side, he decided to test the aroma of the green shower gel. He opened the bottle, put his nose over the top and inhaled. Unfortunatly, just at that moment, his fingers accidentally squeezed and a massive fountain of snot-coloured shower gel shot straight up his nostrils. Right there, in the middle of the workshop, he stood with bright green gel running down his face from his nose and a very embarrassed expression on his face.

All of which explains why, when the Smudgelet needed an emergency tissue to blow his nose, the one his mother fished out of her coat pocket looked rather ominously pre-used.