In addition to Santa, NO!, there’s another blog of funny/sad Santa photos called Sketchy Santas. Here are a few of my favourite entries…
I call this one “Playground Candyman Santa”, and wonder if the poor kid ended up in therapy:
I lived in the Philippines from age 3 to 7 and hence my memories of Santa are based on how he’s portrayed there. Even there, the image of “Santa” is of the fat white guy in a red suit that was popularized by Coca-Cola ads, so they hired white guys who happened to be there and who needed the extra money. As a result, my mental image of Santa is often cloudied by memories of sweaty guys with Australian accents reeking of Tanduay rum. Hence I find the photo below comforting rather than creepy:
If you don’t rat anyone out, Goodfellas Santa will give you something byoo-tee-full for Christmas:
Hey, Santa, watch where you’re putting that left hand!
I’ve nicknamed this guy “Harry Dean Stanta”:
Santa shouldn’t have cold serial-killer eyes:
And finally, we have a Santa who isn’t sketchy, but the saxophonist on his lap sure is!
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Didn’t that sax player attend Queen’s in the early 90s?