Sadly, we had to disqualify a few Santas from this year’s contest.
They didn’t quite, er, meet our standards.
Well, heck. Judge for yourselves.
I’m sorry, Santa, but at least clean your glasses…
Wait a minute, is that a tear on your cheek?
Santas are supposed to be merry, dude.
You’re bringing us all down…
I can’t quite put my finger on why this next guy wasn’t accepted into the contest.
Oh, wait a minute, maybe it’s because we couldn’t see his face!
I’m sorry, but you’re not a Santa if you’re not wearing a red suit…
Er, this next guy reminded me too much of my Great Uncle Wally,
who smelled like pickles and sour whiskey…
And insofar as the next guy goes.
All I can say is…
Have a great weekend, my friends!