"Ho ho ho! This is it, the last one!" said Santa as he and his reindeer came to a stop on the final house of the night. Only one more chimney to slide down, no mishaps all night except for the occasional bit of spilled milk or the seemingly strategically placed squeeky floorboard. Santa jumped down the narrow square hole that would deliver him into the home unnoticed. One final gift was all that was left in old Santa's sack so the load was light. The final gift was a plastic camera. Little Billy had fallen in love with this certain camera after he had seen it in one of his Mother's photography magazines. Although Billy was too young to read the article about the "Holga" he did understand the unmistakable beauty of the photos that it took. Once inside the house, Santa noticed the requisite glass of milk and cookies set out for him on a table next to the Christmas tree. Chomp chomp, chug chug. With a jolly smile on his face, Santa took the Holga out of his bag and placed it under the tree. Just at that moment a very familiar feeling came over Santa. Drinking glasses and glasses of milk meant that Santa had to make frequent yet stealthy excursions to the restroom. Santa knew there was a bathroom down the main hallway but one look down the darkened path and Santa knew he'd have to resort to plan B. Right there in the middle of the hallway was Trixie. The most excitable dog you'd ever care to meet. Santa dared not try his luck with Trixie so he backtracked and headed up the stairs. As he snuck to the bathroom on the second floor, Santa passed Billy's room, and he prayed that there were none of those strategically placed squeeky floorboards underfoot. "Whew" Santa said as he finally made it around the corner and into the bathroom. Just as Santa had finished washing his hands and was noticing the beautiful spiral staircase that adjoined the bathroom he heard a doo

Photographer:
drblafitte
Uploaded:
2007-12-22
Camera:
Holga 120 GCFN (available in our shop)
Albums:
HOLGA B-Dub
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