Santa pinata wranglers
Liam's view of Santa Christine beating crap out of pinata
Santa playing nice
Santa three heads
Santa Woody, Santa Clarice
Santa street party
Santa makes a friend
Santa is ordered to sit in the chair
Santa begins a behaviour survey
Whatever it was, it was bad.
Take your punishment.
Not as good as you'd think.
Munitions, from my new friend. Of course.
Santa Joe, who made sure I got off to home okay after I'd lost a contact and the balance of my patience.
Edgar's not much for modeling. . .
Selence and I set out about 7, after a day of moving a sick friend, to find Santa.
We find this one wandering near Peacock Lane, about 7:30. We tried to carol at the Brooks residence (on SE 47th) but as they were not home it was only so much yelling at an empty house.
We repair to the Space Room, where the patrons are amused.
Soon Santa #4 arrives. Bar patrons begin to look a bit concerned.
Random text messages from Santa.
With some helpful public servants
Cat photo that concludes your tour.