Here as some priceless pictures of children frightened out of their wits by the Jolly Old Elf himself. And to be truthful, there are some damned scary looking Santa's out there!
Enjoy!
We watched it through tonight, and Caleb the pyrate kitty went ape-[expletive deleted] after the end, crying for Jack to come back. I love my pyrate kitties.
Seems like a lot of fuss and bother over a prop one could make with a single trip to Pier 1 Imports and a shovel-full from the garden. Both will collect the same amount of dust in the end.
Some pea-brained executive on my team's account had a coronary that a project HE forgot to schedule for implementation wouldn't be done by the end of the year. So WE get to put in an ungodly amount of overtime to "make it right." More proof that neckties choke off blood flow to the brain.