The Evidence



Does this look like a Santa who is legal to drive that sleigh? And just ignore that cute little ear, there.

Comments

Awesome Mom said…
That is one goofy looking Santa.
12:15 AM
Liz said…
Truthfully? I've seen worse.
4:32 AM
Scout said…
A little glazed over, I think. How long was the poor man made to sit in that chair and smile at the camera?
4:41 AM
Patois42 said…
He looks like the real McCoy to me, but I'm used to drunk Santas. Love the cute little ear.
4:50 AM
Jess T said…
He he he. It actually isn't as bad as I imagined.

Psst-can I add you to my blog roll?
6:24 AM
Ted said…
In my mind's eye, he looked a lot worse. Looking at the pic, though, he looks like the Santas I've seen at the mall.
6:44 AM
J said…
He looks perhaps a tad tipsy. Can't say I blame him, though. cute ear!
6:50 AM
Atasha said…
Much better than I expected to see. You really had my mind thinking up something awful on the last post.

Well he does look like maybe he took a hit of "something" or took a sip or 2 of some "clear liquid" hehehehe. But yes, I can't blame him. If you were made to sit somewhere for a long time in that hot Santa suit and itchy beard, wouldn't you take a drink?
Do they pay those Santas by the hour? Just wondering!
7:32 AM
Family Adventure said…
I was thinking more pimply teenager...this guy, while still youthful, may be legal, me thinks. If it weren't for the flushed cheeks...

Heidi
8:06 AM
Mrs. G. said…
Sad. Just sad.
8:49 AM
Anonymous said…
He looks...um...a little plastered. But maybe that's just the glint coming off of his glasses.

Agnes Liebowitz

You know where to find me, no?
10:23 AM
Nance said…
I'd be disappointed, especially if I was expecting Disney-caliber quality. Clearly, even Walt & Co. are feeling the effects of this economic recession.

Thanks, GWB!!

(never let an opportunity go by...!)
12:36 PM
dr sardonicus said…
Good help is hard to find these days. Seeing as it's Southern California, though, you'd think they could have had their pick of unemployed actors just by walking down the street. Or a writer finding it hard to strtch out his strike pay...
2:45 PM
Laura said…
If this were your other blog I would be captioning,"Hey little girl...want some candy???" There is something just a little creepy about the eyes. And I feel horrible about thinking that.
5:41 PM
Trixie Twatwaffle said…
I have seen much worse Santas.

Not sure if I have ever seen a cuter ear.
4:26 PM
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