It was Christmas Eve and in Germany, an old German gentleman was sitting in his favorite chair, reading the paper, smoking his pipe and keeping warm sitting near the fireplace. All of a sudden, he heard the most awful crashing sound you could imagine and it sounded like it came from his back yard. He jumped up and ran to the back door and opened it to look outside. What he saw was very alarming. There was scattered wooden boards laying all over the yard. His outhouse was completely destroyed. Near the destroyed outhouse was a huge pile of snow and there was some slight movement coming from beneath it. In just a few moments, Santa Claus staggered out from under the snow pile and it appeared that he had some bleeding from a cut on his head, a broken arm, and his red suit was torn and badly damaged. As Santa staggered around in the backyard he saw a red pulsating glow coming from under the snow pile. He kicked some of the snow away to reveil the flashing red nose of Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer. It also appeared that Rudolph was stunned from the apparent accident. Santa sort of kicked Rudolph in the head and said, "Damn it, Rudolph, I said land on the Schmidt house!"