Smelf Christmas

It is the night before Christmas, and our hero, Smelf, the misfit elf, is enjoying a few quiet beers to get himself into the christmas spirit.

Unfortunately, our friend is a heavy drinker, and it's not long before he's quite intoxicated. So what exactly does a half blind elf get up to at 11:00 PM the night before Christmas?  Why, go cow tipping of course!

But alas, not a single bovine was to be found.  And so on and on Smelf roamed, until he reached a foreign land. Here he found the next best thing; reindeer; they tipped twice as easily as cows, and let out an even more pleasing bone-crunching sound as they hit the cold winter snow.

Of course, these reindeer were owned by Santa Claus; present giver and all round jolly bloke.  He was quite miffed that someone had been interfering with his reindeer, and so he told Smelf to leave the north pole at once, never to set foot there again.  Being rather pissed at this crap he was taking, Smelf decided to get back at the old fart...