Bad Santas, Part 2
Why batteries were never included
with the toys you got. Somebody
intercepted them!
The other photo blog that Miss Cellania recommended is called Santa, NO! Its pictures are often funnier, but many of them are rude, crude, and lewd.
The vibrator at right is the tamest of the rude pictures.
If you think about it, Mrs. Claus probably needs that thing.
Santa is gone all night.
What else is she supposed to do?
It’s not like she has a lot of options at the North Pole.
Who can she turn to for a little fun?
One of the elves?
Ha! Size matters!
If she wants a little excitement, she can give Yukon Cornelius a call. As you’ll remember, he owns both a rope and a whip.
Here are a few other pictures I grabbed off of that site. They may not be as much fun as a Santa dildo, but at least you won’t have to share them with an old lady.
An imaginary man with magic powers nailed to a cross. How original!
Wait, Santa! There’s an easier way! Just become a Jehovah’s Witness, and you can give up the whole Christmas thing! Of course, you’ll still have to go to everybody’s house…
How Steve Irwin really died.
Great news, kids! Christmas is on again!
Now you can tell Father O’Malley to suck on this rod!
No!! “Christmas season” isn’t like “deer season”!
I guess the Jehovah’s Witness idea wasn’t too appealing.
December 20th, 2009 at 12:49 pm
There is an annual event here in Atlanta called “Santa-Con,” in which two hundred or so people dress up as various incarnations of Santa Claus and do a massive pub crawl through Little 5 Points.
There is nothing so entertaining as a horde of shit-faced Kris Kringles.
December 20th, 2009 at 3:10 pm
Hey, Thomas, I used to live right near Little 5.