Santa couldn’t get it all done every year without the reindeer. These were just a few of the ones who joined the bevy of Santas for Santarchy this year. I’ll tell you all about it later when I’m less tired and drunk. Suffice to say it was a blast, up till the second my darling girlfriend and I had to bail out and go to a friend’s christmas party. I suspect many of our fellow Santas are still out tearing it up, but after the first few hundred years of Santa-dom you realize there’s all tomorrow’s parties to stay fresh for and sometimes you just gotta pack it in.
Ho Ho Ho.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs