12 Days of Christmas - Day 6: I dreamt unhappy things

In 1966, The Sonics, one of the finest garage bands to come out of the Pacific Northwest, asked "Santa Claus, where have you been?"

The belated answer to their query is:

He took a nasty fall from a third-story window.
He was coldcocked with a telephone by some mobsters after overhearing their nefarious plans.
He was busy helping Sandman (no, not that one, nor that other one, either) fight off an army of invading seal men.
So you see, fellas, Santa has got a lot on his plate at the moment. Don't take it personally if he happened to forget your requests for a brand new car, a twangy guitar, a cute little honey, and lots o' money, okay?

The Sonics - Santa Claus (from the 1999 reissue of 1965's Here Are The Sonics LP)

(Panels courtesy of Christmas with the Superheroes: The Best of DC Digest #22, March 1982 -- a cornucopia of reprinted holiday joy that I loved immensely as a lad, even though the Jack Kirby Sandman story confused the heck out of me.)