Blame It On The Reindeer (Special Edition)

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>What's worse than a man who hates Christmas?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A Christmas-hating man who won't let me borrow his reindeer.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Living in a Christmas-obsessed town while being a self proclaimed Christmas enthusiast means that I take my role as coordinator for the Frosty Fest very seriously. Everything has to be perfect and I bust my butt to make sure it is.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Everything was going to plan until Mr. Truman died and left his grouchy grandson in charge of the reindeer. Not only is he the epitome of a grinch he's unwilling to even hear me out when I try to explain why this is so important to our town.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But desperate times call for desperate measures and if Brody Truman thinks that a catastrophic blizzard or getting stuck to his fence post will stop me he's got another thing coming.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'll get those reindeer one way or another. Even if I have to put everything on the line and make the man who hates Christmas find some holiday joy in that icy heart of his.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But the clock is ticking and I have less than two weeks to change his mind and save Frosty Fest.</span></p><p></p>