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'S what happened to Rasputin"?
*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.
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?
Hey, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
I can not repeat what this Santa is actually thinking...
nope. This is a family friendly blog after all.
Santa needs to go a little bit
easier on the make up...
You know? Something tells me that
is NOT that is Mrs. Claus...
Santa needs meds...lots and lots of meds.
Buckets full of meds.
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!
What about a pack of Camels for the little ones?
And I never saw a child
who didn't get all excited over a can
of Prince Albert tobacco!
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!
How about a Pall Mall for the kiddies?
After all, it's for their health right?
Protects from the dreaded throat itch!
I don't know about you but I need to go
and watch Miracle On 34th Street immediately!
Just a little pre-holiday silliness!