Mrs. Claus has been looking forward to the annual trike-in held every year near the North Pole.
Two days before the event, she finds out their trike is totaled and Rudolph is at the vet’s, all busted up.
Totally pissed Mrs. Clause drags Santa out of his workshop and asks him what in the world is wrong with him letting Rudolph drive the trike…and continues to yell, on and on, for about thirty minutes or so before running out of steam…
Santa finally gets a chance to blurt out “I told you when I got up this morning that the Trike needed to be inspected but I didn’t want to go because it was raining and you told me what to do (again).”