Introducing Bill

I would like to introduce Bill to you all. Bill is an old friend of mine... but before you hear Bill's story, I need to warn you that this story has nothing at all to do with Diabetes. In fact, there is very little sweetness about this story at all.





From a young age, all that Bill wanted to do was fly Santa's sleigh. Every night, he prayed to the angel on top of the Christmas tree (Christmas trees stay up all year round at Santa's village) that one day, he would get his chance. It was hard for a young reindeer in Santa's village. Bill's parents were unmarried, and had left him in the care of his aunt, living in the constant shadow of his famous cousin Dasher. It seemed that every year when Christmas came around, Santa stuck with his orginal crew of 8 + 1... Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen... and Rudolph. And every year, Dasher would prance home, and strut up and down in front of poor Bill, proudly showing off that he was once again on Santa's team.

However, Bill knew a secret... A secret that could get him on Santa's team in no time.

It was early December, and time for the annual Reindeer Christmas party. 2008 was promised to be a huge party, because Santa had decided to make good, and splurge on an open bar. The party was open to ALL of the reindeer, whether they were on Santa's main team, backup crew, or just part of the outside club of family and friends. By midnight, many of the reindeer had ingested enough eggnog to knock out a hippo... but Bill was a tee-totaller, and simply stood watch as his collegues and friends became more and more intoxicated... and what, to his wonderous eyes should appear?? But his cousin Dasher, arm in arm with Rudolph!!

Bill hid, and watched, and listened... and became privvy to the story of the year... Rudolph and Dasher were involved in a very heated affair... breaking Santa's biggest rule. (Rule #1: No 2 reindeer on Santa's team may fraternise. Offending Reindeer may face dismissal)

Bill debated with himself for days and nights.... he couldn barely sleep, he couldn't eat, he couldn't look Dasher in the eye... But, as everyone knows, when Reindeer are stressed, they eventually sleep... and when they are uber exhausted, like poor young Bill, they talk in their sleep... and it just so happened that Santa dropped by that night to check in on the young deer, and heard the whole sordid tale.


Well, as we all know, Rudolph is FAR too famous for Santa to dispose of... so he kept his job, Dasher lost his, and Bill took ol' Dasher's place.

Please ammend your carol books to include Bill.


The End.