There was once a man who never liked Christmas. He hated it so much that he refused to get out of the house on Christmas and when people came to carol at his house he would shoot all of the and eat them. Then one Christmas there was only one caroler and he loaded up his shotgun and opened the door and they disappeared. He just shut the door and went into his living room where he saw a little woman sitting. He tried to shoot her but the bullets went right through. She said she was the Christmas witch and he never showed any spirit. She said there was no reason to be grumpy on Christmas. So she gave him a reason to be grumpy. She turned him into a horse with permanent candy cane antlers so he could never forget the Christmas spirit. She also named him Seabiscuit...........the rest is history
There was once a man who never liked Christmas. He hated it so much that he refused to get out of the house on Christmas and when people came to carol at his house he would shoot all of the and eat them. Then one Christmas there was only one caroler and he loaded up his shotgun and opened the door and they disappeared. He just shut the door and went into his living room where he saw a little woman sitting. He tried to shoot her but the bullets went right through. She said she was the Christmas witch and he never showed any spirit. She said there was no reason to be grumpy on Christmas. So she gave him a reason to be grumpy. She turned him into a horse with permanent candy cane antlers so he could never forget the Christmas spirit. She also named him Seabiscuit...........the rest is history
