Chuck wanted to go hang out with the blowmolds for a while. I prevented him from doing anything inappropriate with Mrs. Claus, so you don't have to worry about that!
Attention on deck!
This is where the coffin was at H'ween.
Ride 'em Rudolph!
I'm not touching you!
This is the mold known as Asshole Santa. If I jiggle the light (or smack him up against the head) the light will come on but it won't stay on. Last year he wouldn't stand upright in addition to having a wonky light.
LOL, we have no lights up on the house yet.
That's the plan for Sunday, so maybe Chuck can help!
Peek a boo!