Santacon NYC 2004 - 44th
Street
"One of us, one of us." Give her a hat.
Santa Becky spins a mean hoop.
Elves are mandatory.
Your's truly, "Santa (Everybody Loves My) North Pole." Though more people admired my beard and hair this year. No it is not a mop, Santa's got dreds. It's torn and knotted fabric, sewn together somewhat like a rag rug. And no that's not all my own belly. My santa pants had no pockets, so my unused* mp3 recorder is beneath my shirt, making it look like Santa had a tumor.
*The sounds for the Santa Karaoke Flash are from last year.
Photo: A Mandatory Elf.
The Jolly Lama confirs with Santa North Pole.
Old Spice shaving cream sticks better than Reddi Whip.
Frosty
Santa Baby.
The disco truck finally arrives and is commandeered
by Santa Con.
Dance Santas, Dance.