I was on my way home from work the other night. I drive through a little portion of a city that was sort of made for “date night.” Near a nice mall, lit up tree lined streets, shops, galleries, restaurants and the like. So I’m a stop light, and look to my left – when what to my wondering eyes should appear…
**cough**
I looked to the left and saw a man who looked JUST like Santa crossing the street. I mean he had the hair, beard, cheeks, and belly. Seriously. Anyway, this isn’t any ordinary Santa… He had on a t-shirt, down vest, and capri pants. He also had tattoos up and down his legs. And socks with sandals. We’ll let that one go.
He was pushing a standard stroller. My thought was, “What a cool grandpa! When that kid grows up he can say his grandpa IS Santa!” Then I looked down. In the stroller, was an absolutely beautifully groomed Lhasa Apso dog. Wearing a hot pink jacket.
It was the coolest, and most utterly ridiculous, thing I’ve seen in a long long time.
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