
I started to laugh. I started to cry. I wet my pants (not really, but I could have if I hadn’t stopped laughing). Jen asked me what was so funny. I turned the car around and drove passed Santa again. She started to laugh. She started to cry. She wet her pants (again, not really). Then we drove passed again and repeated the cycle. Then we went home and grabbed the camera!
Jen was at the wheel on the return trip. The objective? I would do a running exit from the car with camera and tripod in hand and (while laughing) capture a picture of Santa. Mission: Easily Probable. Anyway, we got the goods and laughed the whole way home.
Either way, it makes me wonder who designed the decoration and why they didn’t take a few steps back and think, “huh. You know, it looks like Santa’s nipples are glowing.”
Merry Christmas!