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JUSTB · 12-14-2005, 01:36 PM

Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Christi's Office party. It was Lynn who spiked the punch with too much champagne. I can't help it if I drank 3 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like jasmine.

I thought it was funny when I put Cory's bra on my head and danced the macarena on the recliner while singing `Holly Jolly Christmas'. I didn't mean to break Christi's remote control and don't know why Christi would accuse me of shoplifting.

I don't remember calling Christian's wife a shiny chicken---even though she looked like one with pink eye shadow and blue lipstick!

And when I threw up on Liz's husband's boob, it was only because I ate too much of that cake.

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 living room. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a funny cat and have me arrested for steal!

So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all silly and hairy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this big stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and quickly yours,
Rebekah (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 6 bucks!

12-14-2005, 01:36 PM
JUSTB Registered User Industry Role: Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: tampa Posts: 1,740	Santa Clause North Pole, Earth Dear Santa, I have been a good girl. It really wasn't my fault what happened at Christi's Office party. It was Lynn who spiked the punch with too much champagne. I can't help it if I drank 3 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like jasmine. I thought it was funny when I put Cory's bra on my head and danced the macarena on the recliner while singing `Holly Jolly Christmas'. I didn't mean to break Christi's remote control and don't know why Christi would accuse me of shoplifting. I don't remember calling Christian's wife a shiny chicken---even though she looked like one with pink eye shadow and blue lipstick! And when I threw up on Liz's husband's boob, it was only because I ate too much of that cake. 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 living room. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a funny cat and have me arrested for steal! So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all silly and hairy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this big stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money! Sincerely and quickly yours, Rebekah (Really a nice girl!) P.S. It's only 6 bucks!