Santa Claus
North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,
I have been a good boy.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at sarah's Office party. It was harrison who spiked the punch with too much disarrono. I can't help it if I drank 2 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Vanilla.
I thought it was funny when I put Michelle's Boxer on my head and danced the Hokey Pokey on the Kitchen Table while singing `Oceano'. I didn't mean to break sarah's Camera and don't know why sarah would accuse me of underage drinking.
I don't remember calling Norm's wife a attractive pig---even though she looked like one with blue eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on ruth's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that ribs.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my dodge spirit through my neighbor's bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a large bear and have me arrested for speeding!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all nice and ugly. And I'm really not to blame for any of this fruity stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and very yours,
Lucas (Really a nice boy!)
P.S. It's only 27 bucks!
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