Christmas came early this year. 

SantaCon, the annual excuse for drunken assholes to pollute the New York City streets while dressed as Jolly Old St. Nick, is being tamed. Finally. Nothing ruins Christmas like the sight of some sad sack of testosterone clad in a puke-covered Santa suit, so the NYPD stepped in, sending letters to 30 bars, lounges and clubs in Hell's Kitchen and Midtown to refuse the business of these "santasses."

If you don't already loathe SantaCon, First We Feast has visual evidence and a valid rant about why the infuriating swarm of red and white should bother you. Enjoy.

[via First We Feast]