funny
Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Heather's Office party. It was David who spiked the punch with too much Diet Coke. I can't help it if I drank 7 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Vanilla.
I thought it was funny when I put Victoria's Panties on my head and danced the Funky Chicken on the Couch while singing `You've Lost that Loving Feeling'. I didn't mean to break Heather's hearing aid and don't know why Heather would accuse me of stealing gasoline.
I don't remember calling Boo's wife a Purple Chicken---even though she looked like one with red eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on Carla's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that hotdog.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my jetta through my neighbor's porch. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a hot gerbil and have me arrested for dui!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all soft and pointy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this slimy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and fast yours,
Amy (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 30 bucks!
North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Heather's Office party. It was David who spiked the punch with too much Diet Coke. I can't help it if I drank 7 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Vanilla.
I thought it was funny when I put Victoria's Panties on my head and danced the Funky Chicken on the Couch while singing `You've Lost that Loving Feeling'. I didn't mean to break Heather's hearing aid and don't know why Heather would accuse me of stealing gasoline.
I don't remember calling Boo's wife a Purple Chicken---even though she looked like one with red eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on Carla's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that hotdog.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my jetta through my neighbor's porch. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a hot gerbil and have me arrested for dui!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all soft and pointy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this slimy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and fast yours,
Amy (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 30 bucks!