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December 22, 2004
Dear Santa
I found this great web program to help me write a letter to Santa. You answer some questions and it practically writes it for you. Click here to try it yourself. Here is my version.
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Dear Santa,
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Kim's Christmas party. It was Dad who spiked the punch with too much wine. I can't help it if I drank 3 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like lavender.
I thought it was funny when I put Keith's shirt on my head and danced the lambada on the couch while singing `this love'. I didn't mean to break Kim's camera and don't know why Kim would sue me for stealing.
I don't remember calling Bill's wife a great sheep---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and gold lipstick!
And when I threw up on Angel's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that cookie.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Sienna through my neighbor's living room. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a huge cat and have me arrested for speeding!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all terrible and scary. And I'm really not to blame for any of this wonderful stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and quickly yours,
Deb (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 7 bucks!
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Posted by DebC at December 22, 2004 9:47 AM
Comments
LMBO...that's very funny. It reminds me of mad libs, which is very funny cause I put some of those in the boys stockings I just sent.
Posted by: Kim at December 22, 2004 2:24 PM
You're in jail?
Posted by: Dad at December 22, 2004 5:32 PM
I'm not sending bail money again.
Posted by: Dad at December 22, 2004 5:34 PM