When you stop believing in Santa, you get underwear.
And it won’t be that fancy sexy underwear. It’ll be whitey tities.
Santa
You’re not the real Santa!
If you’re going to take me to see Santa, I want to see the real one. Not an imposter Santa at some department store or mall. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?!
Keep calm and SANTA!
It’s almost time! We’re so close to Christmas that I can hardly hold it in. This will be the slowest week EVER!
I think the eight reindeer just look tiny by comparison.
Nobody ever complains that Santa’s fat. If they did, they wouldn’t get anything good for Christmas. He’s probably the jolliest fat guy in a suit that you’ll ever see.
Calm the shit down. It’s still November.
There is no need to worry about Christmas shopping, family get-togethers and all that money. It’s only November.
Careful, Santa’s on Facebook too.
Just because Santa’s a little bit ‘fluffy’ doesn’t mean it’s OK to discuss it on Facebook.
Hey fat man, we’re not ready yet.
Santa. Your day will come. Hold on and let the turkey do its thing. Once we kill and eat him, then it’s your turn.