Dec 25, 2014 06:48
"Dear Father Christmass,
I hope this letters finds you well and recovered from what must have been a hectic nights work.
I'm writing to ask if you could possibly, by return, let me have a copy of your terms and conditions. I really want to be good in the hope of my wishes coming true next year.
Before I went to sleep last night I carefully left my freshly launders stockings at the end of the bed, in the hope of finding them full of the presents I previously wrote to you requesting. I appreciate that in the dark black fishnets may not be the easiest to find, especially against a black bedspread, next year I'll try to find some white ones.
However, when I did wake up this mornings, I was most disappointed to again find they were not filled with Vanessa Chantal Paradis, never mind I'm getting used to my deepest wishes going unfulfilled and will mince about the house in them myself, while doing the chores.
Best Wishes
Glen
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