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Here's mine:
Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Tracy's Office party. It was Kelli who spiked the punch with too much wine. I can't help it if I drank 27 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like vanilla.
I thought it was funny when I put Melissa's dress on my head and danced the line dancing on the bed while singing `Bad'. I didn't mean to break Tracy's psp and don't know why Tracy would accuse me of stealing.
I don't remember calling Christian's wife a beautiful horse---even though she looked like one with blue eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on Melissa's husband's leg, it was only because I ate too much of that ham.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my truck through my neighbor's livingroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a gorgeous cat and have me arrested for murder!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all pretty and cute. And I'm really not to blame for any of this fun stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and quickly yours,
Loryn (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 32 bucks!
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~ loryn@loryntaylor . com ~
RIP TD
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