Dear Santa,
I've been really good this year. Seriously.
Can we put this surgery on hold, please? I need to make more money and this is really cramping my style here. Remember: no $$ means no cookies and milk for you at my house, which means no gifts for me and the hubby and the pets, which truly sucks.
If you can't stop the surgery, could you at least make sure that I get to keep the clients I have left? I'd really appreciate that.
If you can't do that, then you and I need to have a long talk about certain things that you don't want Mrs. Claus to know. I have pics, fatboy. I also have the dry cleaning reciepts for emergency suit cleanings. Keep that in mind and remember not to let the dogs out after you leave me the goods.
Merry Christmas.
