Dear Santa,
I have been a good Girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Sara's Office party. It was Brenna who spiked the punch with too much vodka. I can't help it if I drank 8 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like cat pee.
I thought it was funny when I put Danny's thong on my head and danced the The Funky Chicken on the desk while singing `Mofo'. I didn't mean to break Sara's iPod and don't know why Sara would accuse me of shoplifting.
I don't remember calling Fred's wife a bumpy pig---even though she looked like one with red eye shadow and blue lipstick!
And when I threw up on Krista's husband's arse, it was only because I ate too much of that spaghetti.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my scooter through my neighbor's kitchen. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a smooth fox and have me arrested for drug dealing!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all coarse and runny. And I'm really not to blame for any of this slimy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and boldly yours,
GibsonGirl (Really a nice Girl!)
P.S. It's only 360 bucks!
pepokiss said:HA, my bail is smaller
Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at John's Office party. It was Nichole who spiked the punch with too much Cranberry Vodka. I can't help it if I drank 26 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like rose.
I thought it was funny when I put Andrea's shirt on my head and danced the salsa on the couch while singing `Original of the Species'. I didn't mean to break John's Phone and don't know why John would accuse me of murder.
I don't remember calling Dan's wife a red cow---even though she looked like one with blue eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on caroline's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that chinese food.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my car through my neighbor's roof. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a silly cat and have me arrested for robbery!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all hard and soft. And I'm really not to blame for any of this cute stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and jokingly yours,
U2Girl1978 (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 78 bucks!