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Our nephew Jacob didn't seem too happy, either. Even Santa couldn't stay very happy-looking with him.
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The Santa doesn't look like he's going to eat the baby, but the baby definitely look's like she think she's going to get eaten by Santa.
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My 3yo still won't go near Santa. My now 10 yr wouldn't sit on Santa's lap until he was 5!! The Santa at Provo Town mall was the best Santa I've ever seen and my son finally went near him.
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I am the best Santa that you will ever see, and there are still a few who won't come near me. Face it, in this age of "Stranger Danger" we teach our kids to "Beware of strangers. Don't go near strangers. Stay away from stangers." and "Here, sit an the lap of the strangest looking man you've seen ever."
We teach the kids, "He knows when you are sleeping. He knows when your awake. He knows if you've been bad or good. Heck, he makes the CIA look like a bunch of fluffs. Now sit on his lap so he can grill you for a bit."
Waterboarding? We don't need know Waterboarding. We have Santa's Magical Lap of Truth.
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Some Santa's are scary in other ways as well. One year my sister and I wanted to get our pic taken as a surprise for my Mom. We we're young adults, early 20's. Santa grabbed my butt. I asked for a husband, and as we got up to leave, I got a little pat on the behind. I guess that's what you get if you sit on Santa's lap past your little kid expiration date!
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I have been Santa for a number of adult parties. You would be surprised what some of the young ladies, and a couple of the young boys, want Santa to do.
I don't say "Ho, Ho, Ho!" for nothing.
(That said, nobody ever has the right to touch anyone else in private places without permision given)
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When I was in eighth grade doing Christmas shopping at the local mall, the mall Santa followed me down the hallway and invited me up to see the "secret storage room" on the "second floor of the mall."
(There was no second floor.)
Ew. I did look old for my age, but I was only fourteen. There's a limit to how old fourteen can look. Had I the sensibility I have now, I would've certainly reported his sorry red butt.
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