This year we are proud to announce the first annual LOLsanta picture contest. So basically what that means is:

1. Find a bunch of people dressed as Santa, Elves, Will Ferrell Elf, Reindeer, Snowmen, and Snowomen, etc. and take a picture of them.
2. Add your own LOL-cat-like tag line to it
3. Send a link of the picture over to @geeksofdoom on Twitter or submit a link to your LOLsanta picture in our shiny contest application below after the jump.

Prizes: Holiday Booty (not that kind)
A chance to win comics, EXCLUSIVE Geeks of Doom gear, DVDs, other stuff, and some eggnog that will not taste good by the time we ship it to you. (Seriously.)

RULES: The contest rules are pretty open to anything as long as it’s essentially not illegal (or morally wrong) and can make us laugh. We’ll post the winner, as well as many honorable mentions, on Christmas Day. All entries must be in by Tuesday, December 23, 2008 at 9pm EST. This contest is only open to residents of North America. No international entries will be accepted. Winners will be chosen by select Geeks of Doom staff from valid entries and will be notified by email and/or twitter.com. Void where prohibited. NOTE: We will not sell your contact info into spam slavery. Enter with confidence.

ENTRY FORM:

Where Can I find Santa pictures worth LOLing over?
Now some of you are probably going to ask, “Hey TechGOnzo, where would one go to take pictures of such drunken holiday costumed people?” Well, for one you could crash the mall and bring your smelly friend (everyone has one) along to pose for a photo. Pretty sure that costs money. A cheaper route is to visit Sanarchy for a full list of events such as Santa Con 2008 and my own local piece of the north pole, Santa Rampage.

How will I know it’s worth taking a picture?
Get your camera ready if something like this happens:

“Hey lady!” a drunken santa shouts from across a downtown pub. “YOu Evar Had your asSh0le LicKed by a FAt man in a red CoAt?”

The attractive woman looks at her friends and pretends not to hear. The Santa persists.

“The Elves is Watchin’ in the corners BuT lIke, *Hiccup* teh Only Jingle yer bells if you askem’.” Drunken Santa shouts again, this time stumbling a bit to avoid the pedestrians walking in the opposite direction. “S’RIGHT! S’Hot!”

This time the woman, who is visibly disturbed, motions to the only male in  her walking group, who then briskly walks to the other side of the street to assess the situation further.

“Hey buddy,” the guy says, but is immediately cut off by Santa.

“DON’TYOUBUDDYME, …BUDDY,” the Santa says.

“Listen, if I hear one more inappropriate thing come out of your mouth in this direction I’m going to shove my fist down your throat,” says the man and then prepares for a possible confrontation.

Little did he know that a cabal of drunken fat men in red suits all their own had crept up behind him. And about the time when the man turns to walk away, he is mauled horrifically by the group. It was an Eggnog induced rage, no doubt caused by the cold and the ghost of LOLghost past.