Best and Worst Santa memories?

skinsseries3

BEST:
Landing down to the living room, place is like an Aladdin's cave, jammed full of toys. Later on, get back home from what was always the longest mass of the year and walk into the garden.....there's boxes all over the garden, more toys, which Mum, the legend, explained 'must have fallen from the sleigh as Santa took off from the roof'.

We could'nt believe our luck.




WORST:
Sawing off half a finger with a steak knife trying to get a doll out of its packaging...

kfallon

The year he brought me some MASK toys!!!

Worst was being told he didn't exist

AnonoBoy

Best: The day it was too icy outside for the little ****ers to make it to the shopping centre so I just got to sit there drinking whiskey from my hip flask and getting paid for it.

Worst: When one of the little f*ckers took a dump while sitting on my lap. Needed to buy a new suit after that and the shopping centre wouldn't pay for it because they said it was 'a hazard of the job'.

Duggy747

BEST:
Thought I could prove his existence by laying some traps around the living room. I put a piece of cardboard at the fireplace as I thought when he came down the chimney he'd get ashes on his boots and leave a footprint.

Next morning, there was a boot footprint

I thought that was more awesome than the presents I got.............which I can't even remember what they were! :pac:

WORST:
Being told he didn't exist:

"Bu....but what about t-the evidence?".....................that was a hard thing to accept last year

prinz

Best: Getting the present I really wanted but didn't dare ask for one year.

Worst: Finding the receipt for another present a couple of years later. ...and that was the end..

storm2811

Best
The year I got my "big girl bike".
About 10ish and my dad had hidden it in the garage, when he was bringing it over he crossed the footbridge and fell in, woke up in the morning and saw my bike in the hall and dad asleep on the couch soaking wet.:pac:

Or the time we spent xmas in Belgium with my relatives, the have some weeeird party games.

Worst
I had the flu two years ago for xmas, the smell of the dinner made me puke and the fever gave me weird hallucinations with the tree.

Sea Sharp

skinsseries3 wrote: »

BEST:
walk into the garden.....there's boxes all over the garden, more toys, which Mum, the legend, explained 'must have fallen from the sleigh as Santa took off from the roof'.

We could'nt believe our luck.

That's brilliant. I'm doing that for my nephews this year.

sensibleken

Best: christmas 86 or 87. I always associate it with thriller by michael jackson. plus i got optimus prime


Worst: the time santa said he had a special present just for me...venison.

or that time i wanted a red ryder BB gun and was just told 'you'll shoot your eye out kid!'

randombar

Yup, I got optimus prime, a wooden tool set and big comic fortnightly annual, unreal christmas.

Worst: Two years ago being sick for Christmas, so sick I didn't have dinner or Christmas eve pints. BOO!!!

Saint_Mel

Best: The year he brought the Millennium Falcon and even got all the stickers and attachments put on so it was ready to be played with the minute I opened the wrapping. He even discarded the packaging so there was no time lost. Best Santa Ever!

Worst: A couple of years later when a neighbor, who was a few years older than me, asked did I still have the Millennium Falcon ...
"How did you know I got that" I asked ... to which he replied, "It was mine, I had it for a few years and then your parents bought it off us"

bonerm

Saint_Mel wrote: »

Best: The year he brought the Millennium Falcon and even got all the stickers and attachments put on so it was ready to be played with the minute I opened the wrapping. He even discarded the packaging so there was no time lost. Best Santa Ever!

Worst: A couple of years later when a neighbor, who was a few years older than me, asked did I still have the Millennium Falcon ...
"How did you know I got that" I asked ... to which he replied, "It was mine, I had it for a few years and then your parents bought it off us"

Don't be too hard on your parents. I remember wanting that toy one xmas and not getting it. I think it was where my disillusion with existence actually began tbh. Anyway apprarently it was the hardest toy to get anywhere in the country and nobody could get them for love or money. My parents went all around the city looking for one and had even contemplated going up north to get it before drawing a line on the ridiculousness.

(in the end had to make do with an x-wing fighter which was pretty good too )

blaze1

i saw mommy daddy kissing santa claus

Guill

The time he dropped the hand. Best and Worst in one.

D e e

Best: when he brought me my first bicycle and the prettiest Barbie doll (I love her so much I still have her - I'm 20!)

Worst: when he brought me all of the Spice Girls goodies I had seen in the trunk of my moms car a few weeks prior. when the argos stickers were still on the bottom of the boxes ("Santa ran out of toys so he had to buy some") and when my Furby wouldn't work on Xmas day so we brought it back to Toymaster who let us swap it for another one.. I was about 8/9 and it was the last Santa Christmas for me as I knew it was all too fishy!

Riddle101

Best
Anyone remember Corps? these toy soldiers that used to be like G.I Joes(but IMO a lot better) that came in packets of three, and came with a weapon and some type of equipment in the packets

Well I used to be a huge collector of Corps as a kid, and one christmas I got the Tank, Gun Boat, APC, Hum-Vee and a little Jeep all with a few packets of solidiers to go with them. I was a very happy kid.

Worst
Got into an argument with the kid I knew who used to be a friend. Anyway we basically jeering each other and slagging each other, and then for some reason he utters the words "Santa isn't real" or something along those lines. I laughed it off in complete denial at what I was hearing, arguing he was real. But one night not too long after I was lying in my bed thinking about what he said, and just as clarification I went down to my mam and asked her if he was real. She looked at me with this I think it's time look. But my sister barged through the door trying to stop her from saying it, as she was older then me and already knew. But it was too late, she told he wasn't real and explained it to me, all the while my heart was breaking.

Setun

I'm laughing at the stories of naivety here, brings me right back when I genuinely believed a fat man in the red suit travelled around with his reindeer distributing presents. We all experienced the heartbreaking moment of truth at some point, although it seems so ridiculous now :pac:

The best Christmas was probably the year I got the Lego Monorail. Unbelievable: a Monorail. Made out of Lego. Had a lot of fun that year

Worst Christmas was the year our house burned down - about two weeks before Alas...

scarymoon1

best was when i got this doll i wanted and a pram - thought i was great with it. worst was lying in bed afraid i heard santa on the roof - duno why i was scared!

D e e

Daddio wrote: »

I'm laughing at the stories of naivety here, brings me right back when I genuinely believed a fat man in the red suit travelled around with his reindeer distributing presents. We all experienced the heartbreaking moment of truth at some point, although it seems so ridiculous now :pac:

It's funny now but so heartbreaking when you're a child, I didn't speak to my mom for 6 weeks after she told me the truth! I had been pushing and pushing, saying "tell me the truth!" non stop then she finally gave in and I made her feel like a bad monster! I guess I was hoping she would somehow prove he WAS real and instead she told me the truth lol.

If I ever have kids there probably won't be a Santa in our house at Xmas. No Easter bunny, tooth fairy, etc either. I didn't even know about the Easter bunny was until I was 8/9 and my friend said the Easter bunny had brought them lots of eggs.

smares

Best
Opened all my great presents that were left in a huge bag,two hours later there was a knock on the door,my Granny arrives in with a huge bag saying Santa left her note saying he could not fit this down the chimney so left it in her sitting room could she pass it onto me.Think i was more excited at Santa writting her a note!

Worst
Was told the real Santa was in Arnotts so went in and had my photo taken with him,a few days later my friend went to see him,she showed me her photo it was a different santa ,who had a real beard and she said that mine was a fake santa and that i would not get what i asked for.i was so upset and worried i would not get anything!

Saint_Mel

bonerm wrote: »

Anyway apprarently it was the hardest toy to get anywhere in the country and nobody could get them for love or money.

Yep, I put it down to the parents not being able to afford it but have since learned that it was next to impossible to get that year!

At the time though it was shocking to learn that the present I thought Santa had brought was actually a 2nd hand present from my auld pair.

kfallon

I don't think any of us will ever forget the day we were told Santa wasn't real, I remember thinking after it, "Why couldn't she say Jesus wasn't real and then at least I wouldn't have to go to Mass anymore!"

D e e

smares wrote: »

Best
Worst
Was told the real Santa was in Arnotts so went in and had my photo taken with him,a few days later my friend went to see him,she showed me her photo it was a different santa ,who had a real beard and she said that mine was a fake santa and that i would not get what i asked for.i was so upset and worried i would not get anything!

F*ck those fake Santas! one Christmas the ~real Santa~ was in our town. When we got there I was so excited then I seen a group of people staring my way and talking which I just tried to pay no attention to... Turns out they were talking because it was my biological father who was in the Santa costume (I hadn't seen him in 5-6 yrs) needless to say I was heartbroken because a. I already hated him, b. He pretended to be Sana!

talla10

Best; That initial rush into the sitting room with my 2 brothers and being not quite sure just what to rip open first!!Also the year i got the Nintendo with Mario was just awesome!

I once demanded to search the attic as i got older as i started to suspect something-didnt find a thing. Unperturbed i then searched the car. Nothing. Then i searhed my room, parents, brothers rooms etc with my parents trying their best not to laugh (later found out i should have searched my aunts house):pac:

Worst; the inevitable. realisation. painful.:(

kylith

Worst When I was little I had a phobia of men with beards, so for a few years my only memory of going to see Santa was standing outside the grotto screaming and screaming and screaming.

Professional Griefer

Best - it was on RTÉ 2 that Santa wasn't coming, I was fairly young at the time, and my brother, who is 5 years older than me and knew everything, was laughing while they said that Santa wasn't going to be going around due to something I can't remember, I was crying, was hysterical. After all that waking up the next morning to the presents and stuff, it was such a relief and a fantastic feeling

Worst - Same as pretty much everyone else, finding out the truth, it sucked, but sure, all good things have to come a end at some time:P

Mint Sauce

Best - Getting an Atari 2600

Worst - Getting an orange and a potato in the stocking, having the finally admit in not beliving (had my doubts for a couple of years).

phasers

Best I woke up on Christmas morning and there was a HUGE teddy on my bed. And I mean massive, it took up almost my entire bed.


Don't have a worst tbh, our sitting room was always full of toys and unwrapping was the best part, I never really gave a fcuk about Santa

Irish-trucker

Best : Year the nintendo 64 came out, I had asked santa for it , and after going through a sack of present's - I declared that the big man must have forgotten , 'Are you sure' says my da , so i nearly get into the sack and there she was sitting in the bottom . To say i was over the moon was an understatment

Worst Finding out he was'nt real put me in bad humour about christmas, but i soon got over it !

1c1a

Best Christmas:
Christmas Morning walking into my sitting room and the whole floor being covered in presents, I got my walking talking singing doll that year but best of all after dinner being told to go down to my room and to get something can't remember what and finding that Santa had sneaked in again and left a super nintendo on my bed.

Worst Christmas:
I got a pony in October that year and was told seeming that my parents had bought me this pony Santa had decided not to come to me that year which at the time I thought was quite reasonable. Nearing Christmas I was getting a little worried but was still trying to be mature about the situation.. Christmas Eve was spent in floods of tears Santa wasnt coming to me.. My dad made the situation worse by singing about the little girl Santa forgot for the entire day and the chimney was blocked up so he couldnt get in even if he forgot about aforementioned agreement. It was horrific at the time, makes me laugh now, Luckily Santa found the key I left out for him and peace was restored:)

gobythewall

Best: 1980 (or so). VC4000, a really basic games console plugged into a black n white portable telly. My parents bought it second hand from more affluent relatives who were upgrading to Atari. The brother and I were so baffled at our good fortune we didn't even recognise it as the very same machine we had coveted when in their house. I had an out of body experience.

Worst: Yeah, the usual. Finding out Santa had nothing to do with it. The parents were scrimping and spending money they did not have in perpetuation of a lie not of their own invention.

Riddle101

phasers wrote: »

Best I woke up on Christmas morning and there was a HUGE teddy on my bed. And I mean massive, it took up almost my entire bed.


Don't have a worst tbh, our sitting room was always full of toys and unwrapping was the best part, I never really gave a fcuk about Santa

Better then a horses head I suppose;)

4zn76tysfajdxp

Don't have any especially good Santy memories. I got a Gameboy the year I found he didn't exist so that was just a good Maw n' Paw memory. Got a Playstation the year before though, that rocked tits.