The ninth yule lad, Sausage Snatcher, was spotted snatching sausages from a hot dog stand in downtown Reykjavík last night, but escaped before police arrived.
“I looooove sausages,” Sausage Snatcher tells icelandreview.com. “I eat sausages all the time, yet I don’t get fat because I’m so playful and can never sit still, and I love dancing with children,” he adds.
“I don’t feel guilty about emptying the hot dog stand,” Sausage Snatcher says. “I was starving after having brought presents to all the children in Iceland, so I had really earned the sausages,” Sausage Snatcher reasons.
In poem Jólasveinarnir, Sausage Snatcher is described as tricky and quick. In the old days he used to steal sausages from the rafters of turf houses.
Nowadays, Sausage Snatcher has to settle for sausages from hot dog stands. He broke into a supermarket once, but couldn’t find a single sausage that wasn’t vacuum-packed. Sausage Snatcher gets frustrated with plastic packages, as reported on júlli.is.
Photo by Ragnar Th. Sigurdsson. Courtesy of Snow Magic.