Sightings: XIX

Or: "Close Encounters Of The Turd Kind"
I happened to be at the Plymouth Meeting Mall tonight, and wha to my wondering eyes did appear?

King James the Turd was spotted by your's truly as I waited in line with my daughter and wife to see Santa Claus.

I wasn't quick enough to snap a photo, but there are witnesses... At the pace JimTurd was moving, one would assume that he was a bit late getting Barry Miller his Holiday presents.

B.