Ho! Ho! Ho!

And so we three ladies wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy Holiday Season!

See you next year!

Hey I just heard on NPR,live radio broadcast, the Home Depot Elves are free, Super Blue did his thing as he always does and now he has gone to dinner at Le Coq au Vin with the Elves to celebrate, hurry we must go over to congratulate them all.

Happy holidays Folks and loyal fans and Resting Santas.

I am sure the elves are free by now, Super Blue never slips up. He is under my royal SP command and he will succeed.

It was a great minyan today. Cheers! To the Elves free at last.

Mmmmm, Happy Santacon, the SP gave her royal command to have fun. So fancy a snog under the hoola hoop?

Hey, what was her message I didn't hear it, it is so noisy in here with all these drunken Santas." Shouted a sexy elf lady.

Something like dont worry, The Super Blue Jew will do his stuff, he is a pro, you may as well as enjoy yourself as this is Santacon, your one day off in the year. Oh yes and at the end, she said Peace on Earth. I think it is her best speech yet, I heard a Santa say in the corner.

Phew I got away with it and won over the crowd as usual by the skin of my teeth.

"SP I love you, you always save the day." said one of my fans.

I know I said humbly it helps when you have friends in high places.

And my message is ...come a little closer now...

Ok Santas, my message is....
are you ready, this is a good one, listen up.

There were now hundreds of Santas waiting on my message.

Oh if only I could think of something else , something brilliant and original, sometimes it sucks to be a princess when your brain freezes over like the North Pole.

"I know what her message is, I saw it written on her wand. It is nothing that new either."

"So tell us YOUR message if you are so smart." I countered.

"Santacon Rocks. Free the Elves." he shouted. "Pass the whiskey, pulease."

Well at least he is drinking whiskey, if he must steal my thunder.

"Go Princess! Go Princess, give us your message, free the Elves."

"We have come all the way from Queens to hear your message and your master plan to rescue the elves and the 23rd Street Santa and Scottie the Snowman from the hoover shop. Well?"

"He is not that great, the way he flosses his teeth for hours drives me nuts I can never get into the bathroom, you guys would never last, trust me."

Don't waste your time, SP remember the crowd is waiting, what was your message to them again, here is a clue."

"Super Blue, what time is our reservation at Le Coq au Vin ce soir,baby? Text me the details, Hon, happy rescuing, hurry Handsome the elves need you. Oh I do love those tights on you. I am just getting a candy the fun way from the Reindeer to tide me over, you know I will never last three whole more hours till dinner without something in my belly."

Him, him, he traded the SP for that creature? Oh help what hope is there for me.

"Looking for me baby, I always approach with stealth, I could see you were in distress, don't worry I took care of that pirate for you, your Higness, he will not bother you no more."

"Please, please Princess is quite adequate. What a daring rescue, how can I ever repay you? my hand in marriage seems a very reasonable reward."

"But I am gay, my boyfriend is over there." He pointed at a man with a funny black hat and Santa skirt.

"Off I go,
no task too low,
Super Blue
has work to do,
people to see,
now that you are free."

"What back so soon, I kill you, I thought you were going straight to the queen, off with your head and you will walk the Central Park plank into the reservoir for this insolence! my Fair Lady Princess and it is mighty cold and dark in there, Har! Har!"

"I have seen the queen and we sorted it all out, and now I am off for a wee cup of tea."

"Ohh the cheek of it to talk of tea whilst the Home Depot Elves suffer so. I msut behead you this instant."

"Super Blue, Rescue me, quick , look , I am about to meet an unfair demise, for the sake of a cup of tea. Where are you, Blue Jew? You onlookers stop gawking and laughing and taking photos, the man of my dreams just vanished right when I need him most."

But there was no sign of Super Blue.

"Off I go
But first these muscles I show.
I won't be long.
Thank g-d I am not wearing a thong.
Fear not Elves
I approach with stealth,
Super Blue Jew
Will rescue you."

So manly and gallant, manly and strong and all in blue, my favorite color, I must need rescuing myself. Think quickly, SP, Jewish, tall, handsome strong, forget about the elves you have your poor father at home and 92 year old granny waiting on the royal SP kidlets. Surely, someone can abuse you in this unruly lot, ah yes the pirate , quick back over to him.

"Need a tenth man, you know you can always count on me,'' said Super Blue Jew. " Elves in trouble, where, just point 'em out, Hoover Shops kidnapping snowmen, I will show them, snowmen aremeant to live in the wilds, in the park and people's gardens, it is an injustice anything else. Lead me to them! "

"Hey SP, did you see the Rabbi anywhere I was told he is needed for a minyan right now, we are one man short."

Wow a walking giant dreidal, it must get tiring spinning him.

"O Cripes, I am not prepared. What should I say? Snow Queen you seem very calm and wise, and even cheerful despite the plight of the Elves." I asked her majesty, maybe this was the Queen the Pirate wanted me to see, it must be, as my queen is far away over the pond at Buck P.

" I like to stick to Peace on Earth. It is short and punchy and covers a whole range of things in three words and everyone always feels good when they hear such a beautiful simple message. Try it. It always worked for me in the past."

Good advice,Iwrote it on the back of my handmade magic wand, lest I forgot it.

Why Princess, leave that rabbi alone, the crowd of Santas are demanding you speak and tell them what to do. They await your royal command." said a beautiful black Snow Queen.

"I'll drink to that, save the Duane Reid Reindeer!" , said the Drunken Hassid.

"Hey you, you seem to be at the wrong party, fighting for the wrong cause. This is a private gathering for enraged Santas. What are you doing here? It is Saturday , shouldn't you be davening?" I asked him trying not to get too close as his breath reeked of cheap vodka, "'you are a disgrace to the Jewish race, you are, go home and sleep it off and come back when you remember who you are suppposed to be fighting for. The HOME DEPOT ELVES, you twit."