Dec 07, 2007 11:49
dear santa.
keeping my health this year into consideration, i think it would be wise to just go ahead and give me everything on my list. i could have been a complete pain in the ass about it, but NO! i was a peach, and you know it, fatty. so let me lay it out for you plain and simple: i'm not going to play the "if you get me lots of good stuff, i'll be a good girl next year" game. i'm thinking more along the lines of "if you don't get me the shit i want, i'll be your worst nightmare, klaus". in comparison to me, everyone will make the "nice" list.
okayokayokay...
i've been a very good girl this year in spite of a lot of health issues. please get me the things on my list or i'll kill Rudolph.
here's my list!
.a rice cooker.
.rollerskates.
.real ambien (the generic stuff is lame).
.a new drawing tablet.
.a new bra that makes my boobs look fab.
.a maid.
.sexy cookie cutters.
.sushi.
.diet pepsi.
now hop to!
yours truly,
kenna.
ps. i will make you my bitch.
santa,
dear...