Just in time for the holidays. Sketchy Santas.
I like it when the children scream in fear.
Monday Morning HR Humor: Sketchy Santas
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This is too awesome. Words can not describe how awesome this is.
Hey!!! Wait Just a Minute!!! If there is only one Satan Claus, how can he be in so many places at once!!!
MOM!!!!
This looks like the strange bearded guy who’s always on my train in the morning….and always smells like pee.
Now I know what he does for a living! And maybe why he smells like pee, too.
He had just whispered to her “Life has no meaning, There is no God, I do not exist, and I live in a van down by the river. Help Me!!”
…and she’ll obviously NEVER be a social worker.
Glen, you know the elves sometimes dress up as Santa to help him out, right?
This is AWESOME and just what I needed today!
I’m so glad you guys like these as much as I do. Hilarious.
A friend and I went to sit on Santa’s lap in high school. We were around 16. We had big smiles and thought it was such fun to do something so childlike, but walked away very quietly. Santa felt us up. Gross. Just gross.
“Lady, come back here, i do not want this screaming brat, you can’t ditch your kid with Santa even if it is Christmas.” “I’m calling the cops.”
*Sigh* I love how you HR folks are ensuring my job security as a children’s mental health therapist. This is an area where I would love to become obsolete.
I took my dogs to Petco santa—and it was a lady—-weird on a new level
My son’s first Santa experience was at Chic-fil-A. It was a santa cow. Now that is weird on a new level.