After a long and trying holiday season, a day of rest finally arrived for the head elf. “No more toys, no more cookies…I Need Some Space,” he said. So he set out for his vacation home located at the west end of the North Pole. Too bad for him an ornery raccoon had taken a liking to his favorite rocking chair. “What? You Want a Piece of Me!?” the raccoon said as he rocked back and forth. The tired elf slowly headed back home, where he spent the rest of the week drinking eggnog and changing the words of his favorite Christmas carols.