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Dear Santa,
I have been a good Girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Heidi's Christmas party. It was Angela who spiked the punch with too much Egg Nog. I can't help it if I drank 27 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Tommy Freedom.
I thought it was funny when I put Meghan's Panties on my head and danced the Macarena on the Ottoman while singing `Cry'. I didn't mean to break Heidi's MP3 player and don't know why Heidi would sue me for murder.
I don't remember calling Brian's wife a scandalous Pig---even though she looked like one with Orange eye shadow and Pink lipstick!
And when I threw up on Jennifer's husband's penis, it was only because I ate too much of that Munchos.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Mini through my neighbor's Attic. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Dusty Hippo and have me arrested for theft!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all presumtuos and perky. And I'm really not to blame for any of this prissy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and hurriedly yours,
Lindsay (Really a nice Girl!)
P.S. It's only 6 bucks!
Dear Santa,
I have been a good Girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Heidi's Christmas party. It was Angela who spiked the punch with too much Egg Nog. I can't help it if I drank 27 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Tommy Freedom.
I thought it was funny when I put Meghan's Panties on my head and danced the Macarena on the Ottoman while singing `Cry'. I didn't mean to break Heidi's MP3 player and don't know why Heidi would sue me for murder.
I don't remember calling Brian's wife a scandalous Pig---even though she looked like one with Orange eye shadow and Pink lipstick!
And when I threw up on Jennifer's husband's penis, it was only because I ate too much of that Munchos.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Mini through my neighbor's Attic. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Dusty Hippo and have me arrested for theft!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all presumtuos and perky. And I'm really not to blame for any of this prissy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and hurriedly yours,
Lindsay (Really a nice Girl!)
P.S. It's only 6 bucks!