a letter to santa
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Santa Claus
North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl. It really wasn't my fault what happened at Jeanne's Office party. It was Albert who spiked the punch with too much Tequila Sunrise. I can't help it if I drank 5 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like old shoes.
I thought it was funny when I put Dan's underpants on my head and danced the lambada on the chair while singing `I can't Wait'. I didn't mean to break Jeanne's cell phone and don't know why Jeanne would accuse me of murder.
I don't remember calling Ken's wife a corky pig---even though she looked like one with red eye shadow and blue lipstick!
And when I threw up on Karen's husband's leg, it was only because I ate too much of that spaghetti o's.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my tracker through my neighbor's roof. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a hilarious squid and have me arrested for indescent exposure!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all horrid and incredible. And I'm really not to blame for any of this colorful stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and plainly yours,
Judy (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 6 bucks!