Because an old white man breaking into your house wasn’t creepy enough. 

Hope everyone survived the holidays! Remember, there’s no better way to say thank you to that family member (Mother-In-Law, cousin, weird uncle Frank) who gave you a crappy gift or reminded you of a painful childhood memory than to take some pictures of their crap!

 You can submit them here or by emailing crapatmyparentshouse@gmail.com!

Just because he’s dead and stuffed doesn’t mean he can’t try to spread a little holiday cheer to those less fortunate. 

Because sitting on Santa’s lap wasn’t creepy enough. 

Is there anything this guy can’t do? After stitching the flag he’s going to teach a box of orphan kittens how to Dougie.

This year, give the gift that keeps on giving: Rabies. 

HO! HO! HO! Merry Chr-IMGONNAEATYOURFACEOFF! 

All I want for Christmas is legs. 

Dalek, the fourth and lesser known Magi, came bearing the gift of EXTERMINATION. 

To be honest, I’d rather stare at this for half an hour than most reality TV shows.

The dogs below seem to disagree. 

A prototype for next years’ must have Christmas gift, Let’s Ascend Elmo. 

Hey, reindeers don’t live forever.