EVIL SANTA

EVIL IS AS EVIL DOES...
... and that's all I have to say about that. yup, Christmas is just
around the corner, and, so, it's time for the anal er, uh, annual
Christmas Big Blog. woo-hoo! we've got a little expose' this year,
so fasten your seat belts. anyone who's seen the utterly brilliant
documentary, "Bad Santa" (above image) already has an idea
of how evil the Fat One is... but, it may be even worse than that.
he's an evil, manipulating, abusive, drunken fuck, that guy, and
I got the goods on him right here. so, come on, and grab yourself
some Egg Nog and a big old bottle of Vodka, and scroll on down...











here he is with his "Posse", a bunch of guys dressed
just like him to throw off the cops. yup. they're headed
to do a bunch of bar-hoppin' here. drunken bastards...










oh, yeah. get a few Jim Beam and Cokes in him,
sit back and relax, and let the fun begin. hoo-hah!










pretty soon, he's all leanin' on the walls and stuff...










... sometimes, he'll grab a bucket 'O' greasy chicken
to snack on whilst he's busy gettin' really shit-faced...










... but, that's almost always a bad idea, ya know it?










yup. here he is, fallin' from the roof 'cause he's too drunk...










... drunk enough, in fact, to pass out completely...










... which is how the Sorg was able to make his move!










these two kind strangers are giving old Santy a little
ride back to the North Pole. let the mayhem begin...










... in a drunken stupor, he had his Elves make Tampon
Ornaments for every Christmas Tree in the world...










... then, they made these Poopin' Toys for all
the little girls and boys-- even the good ones...










... and each child gets a "Wanker Santa Doll" this year...










... after he sobers up a little, he likes to invite his
Ku Klux Klan buddies to a little costume party...










... but, old Mr T, here, likes to exact his revenge for
race crimes by boffing a really old white woman...










"Ho, Ho, Ho, that's okay!", said Santa, whilst he had his
favorite Little Helper give him a Little Helping Hand...










... then, the stripper he ordered showed up.
oh, man, was Mrs. Santa ever pissed off...










... so, they practiced up with some Reindeer War Games...










... and, then, he had his henchmen gun down Mrs. Santa
in a nasty little shoot-out... oh, that poor, gut-shot woman...











... and that's when things started to get really crazy...










... but, in the end, the bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and
Firearms got the fat little prick. I guess now we'll find
out how many cigarettes the old fucker's worth. you bet.

THE END.










okay, here's a little musical interlude for y'all...




stay safe out there... see ya next week.
oh, and a Merry Christmas to everyone!

last week's Big Blog