At the sound of this hysterical cackling comething from the bushes, alerted the Centaur and his party of hikers and they wert ready to defend their God at all costs.

"WHO GO-ETH THERE?" they demanded.

Still the laughing continued.

'WE KNOWETH THOU ART THERE! SHOW-ETH THYSELVES!' they demanded again.

The Gods fell about laughing and They wert laughing so hard that They rolled out to where the Centaur and his hikers stood.

"WHAT ART THOU DOING-ETH THERE?" they demanded to knoweth.

"We hath been searching for-eth Our Brethen, Brian the Wise and it seemeth We hath found Him!' cried The Lord God Freddie and His laughter becameth uncontrollable.

'HE ART NOT THOU BRETHEN BUT OUR HEAVENLY FATHER, LORD AND MASTER AND WE HATH SWORN TO PROTECT HIM FOR ALL ETERNITY! NOW BE GONE!" sayeth the Centaur.

'HE ART OUR BRETHEN AND HE ART DRUNK AS A LORD ON SOMETHING AND HE ART FARTING GREEN BUBBLES!" sayeth Roger the Divine.

'NAY! THEY ARE MAGICAL HOLY GREEN MYSTERIOUS ORBS!" sayeth the Centaur.

'THEY ART NOT!" sayeth Roger The Divine.

'THEY ART TOO!" sayeth the Centaur

'THEY ART NOT AND THEE CANST THUSLY PROVE-ETH IT!' sayeth Roger the Divine and He whipped out His Bic Lighter.

'WHAT ART THOU DOING!?!" panicked the Centaur and He rushed to stop Roger the Divine.

"FEAR NOT!" sayeth John the Mysterious "IF THEY ART BUT MAGICAL HOLY GREEN ORBS NOWT WILL HAPPEN-ETH! BUT! IF THEY ARE LETHAL GREEN BUBBLY FARTS CAUSED BY BRIAN THE WISE DRINKING SOME FANCY SCHMANCY COCKTAIL THEY WILLETH THUSLY EXPLODE!"

"Aha!" sayeth the Centaur "Then go-eth ahead. For they art Magical Holy Green Orbs and they willst nay explode. Thee hath no fear!"

With that, Roger the Divine flicked His Bic near the arse of Brian the Wise and

BANG-ETH!

An almighty explosion ripped through the Oasis. Each tiny green bubble detonated like a giant fireworks display. The Centaur, his hiking party and all their sheep wert blown to kingdom come and it doth singe all the hair off the camels.

The roar couldst thusly be-eth hearkened all across the Lands and the spectacle could be-eth seen for miles around.

Roger the Divine, The Lord God Freddie and John the Mysterious wert coveredeth with soot and the Manger caught fire!

All the gifts of gold, frankincense, vodka, screwdriver sets, tinsel and myrrh that the Gods wert carrying aboard Their camels wert blown sky high and fell all over the Lands and landed under the in the trees. All the people in all the Lands rushed outside to watch this amazing display and saw the Centaur and his hiking party and all the sheep whizz-eth across the sky!

"What art that?" they cried.

"Thee knoweth not" sayeth one wise man "But it looketh like a big fat man in a red suit in a sleigh pulled by reindeer!"

"They leaveth gifts for us" cried the people and they wert verily merry.

Brian the Wise awoketh from His slumber with a start and looketh around Him, appalled.

'CHRIST! WHAT A MESS!"

he roared and His voice could be hearkened across the Lands, although it hearkened as CHRISTMESS.

And the people sayeth "Ah that thing in the sky must be-eth Father Christmess!" "Merry Christmess!" they sayeth.

And so it wert, from that day forward, that the Gods Day of Birth wert celebrated across the Lands as Christmess.

And to this verily day, people decorate their trees with tinsel and Father Christmess cometh bearing gifts and much vodka art dranketh!