The Colonel awoke earlier than usual on Christmas Day. At first he was groggy, but when he realized what day it was, his golden eyes widened and he let out a most childish squeal. He leaped from his genuine Saharran cotton bed, his silken sheets flung to the floor in his rush.
'Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, CHRISTMAS!'
He tore through the grand halls of his estate, desperate reach his destination. All around, the servants were waking up, due to the seer volume of The Colonel's stampede.
He reached his main living room, and clapped his hands twice. A number of mulit-clolored lights lit up around the room, the most brilliant of them all surrounded a humongous tree that sat in the middle of the room.
Another uncharacterisitc squeal, and The Colonel was soon tearing away at the brightly wrapped presents that sat around the tree's trunk. Servants soon enteed the room, sighing and readying the garbage bags that would surely be needed when The Colonel was done.
'Ooh, what did I get, what did I get, what did I get? I hope the jolly old fool recieved my letter, I've been a very good boy this year!'
Unfortunately, the 'jolly old fool,' did not think so, for when The Colonel realized what he had recieved, he stood up and screeched...
"Que el infierno!?! Cada ano!"
The Colonel stormd away, leaving the servants to start cleaning up the wrapping paper, bows...
and the huge lumps of coal that littered the floor.
One servant sighed when he picked up a particularly large piece of the stuff.
"Feliz Navidad, everybody. Feliz Navidad..."