I go to that site every Xmas. It just makes me laugh my ass off. Reminds me of the time I got hysterical on the mall Santa's lap and wiped my boogers all over his fuzzy beard. (Mind you, that was just last year's debacle, you should have seen me as a kid!) har har
The crying kids remind me of the times I waited in long lines for Katie to see Santa. When we finally got to the front of the line, she backed off and was too scared to see him. She finally got brave when Andy came along and would sit with her.
Those were funny, thanks sis for the early morning laugh.
Vapor; It's genetically imprinted in us to be afraid of anyone bearing gifts who is a stranger. Or, perhaps it's just bearded men in outdated clothing.
and here i thought i had creepy santa stuff... you win!
ReplyDeleteI go to that site every Xmas. It just makes me laugh my ass off. Reminds me of the time I got hysterical on the mall Santa's lap and wiped my boogers all over his fuzzy beard. (Mind you, that was just last year's debacle, you should have seen me as a kid!) har har
ReplyDeleteThe crying kids remind me of the times I waited in long lines for Katie to see Santa. When we finally got to the front of the line, she backed off and was too scared to see him. She finally got brave when Andy came along and would sit with her.
ReplyDeleteThose were funny, thanks sis for the early morning laugh.
Hey sis;
ReplyDeleteGotta start the day chuckling, it sets the tone for the entire afternoon.
Santa used to scare the crap out of me as a kid, and now my kid is scared of him too.
ReplyDeleteVapor;
ReplyDeleteIt's genetically imprinted in us to be afraid of anyone bearing gifts who is a stranger. Or, perhaps it's just bearded men in outdated clothing.