9*1*1!! Help! Can you hear me? Can you hear me NOW? I need assistance...I am being held captive by a deranged man in a red suit! HELP! Santa needs meds...lots and lots of meds. Buckets full of meds.
Hey, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em right Santa?
Ah, when I was but a tyke nothing would make my eyes shine brighter than opening up a carton of cigarettes on Christmas morning! Thank you Santa!
Now we KNOW the economy is bad. Santa had to hock the sleigh and all 8 reindeer. Gee but it's gonna take him a loooong time to deliver all those presents via the subway.
Just in case you didn't like the Chesterfield brand...how about a Pall Mall for the kiddies?
Or wait! What about a pack of Camels? Never saw a child who didn't get all excited over a can of Prince Albert tobacco! Whoo Hoo!
Now are any of these a Santa you would want to come down YOUR chimney?
Yikes! I think Santa just smacked the heck outta that poor little fella with those straw thingamajigs. Look at his face...heck, it scared me! Am I the only one who is suddenly thinking "So THAT was what happened to Rasputin"?
Oh now this is just terrible! Santa is creeping up to these two unsuspecting children, ready to pounce and scream, "BOO!". That chair is gonna need a goooood cleanin'...
*Insert Scary Muzak* You are all under my spell...you will do as I say...you are powerless to object...
Okay, this guy needs no caption. The face says it all...I think I saw him on an episode of MSNBC's Lock Up - San Quentin. *shiver* Nothing says Happy Holidays more than hiring paroled
ax murderers to play Santa. Okay, now *I* am gonna have nightmares...just exactly what is he gonna do with those switches huh?
I don't know about you but I need to go and watch Miracle On 34th Street immediately!
Just for grins & giggles...
Love and Hugs,