Dear Santa,
I have been a good Girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Doug's Christmas party. It was Kelli who spiked the punch with too much Beer. I can't help it if I drank 9 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Perfume.
I thought it was funny when I put Kashall's Shirt on my head and danced the StripTease on the Couch while singing `I'll be home for Christmas'. I didn't mean to break Doug's Cell Phone and don't know why Doug would sue me for Burglary.
I don't remember calling Nathan's wife a wonderful Cow---even though she looked like one with Purple eye shadow and Yellow lipstick!
And when I threw up on Shann's husband's Chest, it was only because I ate too much of that Pizza.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Grand Prix through my neighbor's Kitchen. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Beautiful Cat and have me arrested for Shoplifting!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all Lovely and Sexy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this Horny stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and Respectfully yours,
Meg (Really a nice Girl!)
P.S. It's only 3 bucks!
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