Scary Santa

As a kid I was always weirded out by people in costumes – I know this goes against everything I love about Halloween, but what I’m talking about is different. I love to be in a costume when everyone else is dressing up. There’s a camaraderie about the whole thing. We’re all agreeing to share in this fantasy which somehow makes it okay. Now, on the other hand, clowns, Santa Claus, large creatures at amusement parks . . . all those weird me out. I don’t know why. I like the idea of Santa. If he stays in a book or on TV – great. But the minute he gets too close to me, brrrr . . . and you want me to SIT ON HIS LAP?! No, freakin’ thanks.

I’m neurotic, I admit it. I never lured you to this blog with promises of being well adjusted.

Anyway, here’s a site that shows that I’m not the only one afraid of the real life Santa. You have to laugh at some of them, c’mon – especially this one, classic: