SantaCon NOLA 2001, m*therf*cker.

("O", we missed "U")

You know, for the record, things like SantaCon don't just happen by themselves. It's all about serious planning. Or drinking in the streets. Whichever.

This poor soul was trapped in a saloon full o'Santa. Only the red dress of his mistress saved him from the naughty list, or worse.
Before I forget, here's that pic of two people whose relevence to the story is unknown.
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