Dec 15, 2005 15:02
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Caroline's Christmas party. It was Jake who spiked the punch with too much Wine. I can't help it if I drank 22 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like flowers.
I thought it was funny when I put Adam's G-string on my head and danced the Electric Slide on the Bookshelf while singing `"I Wanna Rock and Roll All Night"'. I didn't mean to break Caroline's IPOD and don't know why Caroline would sue me for Sex slave trafficing.
I don't remember calling Zaniel's wife a Slutty Sheep---even though she looked like one with Puce eye shadow and Orange lipstick!
And when I threw up on Andrea's husband's Nose, it was only because I ate too much of that Macaroni and Cheese.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my 4Runner through my neighbor's Bar. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Colorful Pig and have me arrested for Plagarism!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all Scruffy and Sleezy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this Smarmy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and Happily yours,
Michelle (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 35 bucks!