On Saturday, December 10th, New Yorkers battened their doors, drew their curtains, and plugged in their white noise machines, bracing themselves for what has long stood as the most infamous “holiday” in all five boroughs — New York City’s annual SantaCon bar crawl.


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An unofficial convention dating back to a group of pranksters terrorizing San Francisco in 1994, over the past three decades, SantaCon has hopped coasts, cementing itself as a nauseating New York staple much to the chagrin of anyone who isn’t a 24-year-old Ohio transplant/financial analyst named Kyle.


Despite touting itself as “a charitable, non-political, nonsensical Santa Claus convention that happens once a year to spread absurdist joy,” per its official website, in practice,  SantaCon is anything but philanthropic. It’s like The Purge, but for drunk frat bros who like donning ugly sweaters, punching each other, spilling beer and scream singing Mariah Carey’s “All I Want For Christmas Is You” at least four times every hour.






It appears this year has been no different than the ghosts of SantaCons past, bringing out New York city’s drunkest and sloppiest for a very woozy and festive day on the town according to the fine New Yorkers of Twitter and TikTok.


From tales of early-morning dude-bro debauchery …



… to ugly-sweater clad beat downs …



… and of course, a fair share of daddy issues adding further fuel to the SantaCon fire …



The yearly event has proven itself yet again disastrous. Merry Christmas, New York and don’t forget to not leave your house!