Bad Santa

Isn't it funny how things can trigger a blog post. I had no idea what to write about today then I heard Johnboy an billy  do a skit on the ways you can tell you have a bad mall Santa. That's when I realized I had a story about a bad Santa.

My mom worked for a company that loved families. They had kids holiday parties for everything. One year when I was about 13 I went to the company's Christmas party for the kids of the staff. Santa was there and we all had to sit on Santa's lap and have our picture taken.

So I sat and they took the picture. After the party I collected my picture of me and Santa and that's when I noticed....Santa was really happy to see me. He had a bulge in his suit and became boner-clause. I would show you the pic but it was an old Polaroid and hasn't held up well over time.

But I told my mom and she was horrified. Santa was a coworker o f hers. Needless to say he was never Santa again, or the Easter Bunny. I also never got  near him again.


  1. "And for little Holly, it was the most bonerific Christmas ever."

    (Hey, I got to use the word bonerific in a comment to you and your comment reply. Awww yeah!)

    Ummm... At least you didn't feel it at the time... right?

  2. I'd say more like horrific Christmas ever. I didn't feel it at the time, but I felt so creeped out once I noticed it. I wanted to take a hot shower and burn the ick off me.

  3. Eek!

    By the way, I love Grumpy Cat ;)

  4. omg..that's so scary. I'm so glad he was never Santa ever again!

    Kind regards,

  5. I still can't look at him, without think what a dirty old man he is

  6. I do too. Grumpy Cat is awesome. I wanted a stuffed grumpy cat but couldn't justify buying it for myself

  7. me too he was a creepy guy too


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