I have been a good boy.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Kevin's Office party. It was Joe who spiked the punch with too much manhattan. I can't help it if I drank 69 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like pine.
I thought it was funny when I put Joe's Underwear on my head and danced the Cha cha on the chair while singing `Pour some sugar on me'. I didn't mean to break Kevin's PS2 and don't know why Kevin would accuse me of Murder.
I don't remember calling Steve's wife a Dashing Cow---even though she looked like one with Blue eye shadow and Red lipstick!
And when I threw up on Kim's husband's arm, 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 Hummer through my neighbor's bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a quick Moose and have me arrested for grand theft auto!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all Hairy and smelly. And I'm really not to blame for any of this old stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and very yours,
Moosey (Really a nice boy!)
I have been a good boy.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Devin's Office party. It was Kevin who spiked the punch with too much rum. I can't help it if I drank 33 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like perminant marker.
I thought it was funny when I put Travis's hat on my head and danced the pop lock on the audimin while singing `The Way you Move'. I didn't mean to break Devin's television and don't know why Devin would accuse me of larceny.
I don't remember calling Gary's wife a lucious pig---even though she looked like one with green eye shadow and brown lipstick!
And when I threw up on Amy's husband's back, it was only because I ate too much of that pumpkin.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Suburu Impreza WRX STi through my neighbor's half bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a impetuous stick beetle and have me arrested for Breaking and Entering!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all flirtacious and dirty. And I'm really not to blame for any of this grizzled stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and quick yours,
Scotty 2 Hottie (Really a nice boy!)
I have been a good boy.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Stephen's Office party. It was Giseppe who spiked the punch with too much Irn - Bru. I can't help it if I drank 7 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Methane.
I thought it was funny when I put David's Shoes on my head and danced the Tango on the Couch while singing `Strutter'. I didn't mean to break Stephen's iPod and don't know why Stephen would accuse me of Murder.
I don't remember calling Anton's wife a Funny Cow---even though she looked like one with Red eye shadow and Black lipstick!
And when I threw up on Pamela's husband's Hand, it was only because I ate too much of that Mashed Potato.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Train through my neighbor's Bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Smelly Penguin and have me arrested for Rape!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all Tasty and Watery. And I'm really not to blame for any of this Small stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and Very yours,
Ricardo (Really a nice boy!)
P.S. It's only 8 bucks!
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I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Bev's Office party. It was Sara who spiked the punch with too much margaritas. I can't help it if I drank 7 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like lilac.
I thought it was funny when I put Kim's skirt on my head and danced the tango on the couch while singing `Unbelieveable'. I didn't mean to break Bev's computer and don't know why Bev would accuse me of murder.
I don't remember calling Derek's wife a fine chicken---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and black lipstick!
And when I threw up on Rachel's husband's ass, it was only because I ate too much of that taco.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Jaguar through my neighbor's bedroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a fantastic cat and have me arrested for speeding!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all hot and sexy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this steamy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and quickly yours,
JP (Really a nice girl!)
I want Xbox, give it to me.
I want better porn, give it to me.
I want to be president, make me one.
I want to rule the galaxy, give me spaceplane.
I want everything in the whole wide universe, give it to me.
-Mustafah Bin Laden, (that is me) I have been good boy, now give it all!!!
I have been a good Girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Mark's Office party. It was Val who spiked the punch with too much Dr. Pepper. I can't help it if I drank 666 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Cookies.
I thought it was funny when I put Chris's Bra on my head and danced the Booty on the Bed while singing `Bump bump bump'. I didn't mean to break Mark's Computer and don't know why Mark would accuse me of Murder.
I don't remember calling Tom's wife a sticky Piggy---even though she looked like one with ORANGE eye shadow and silver lipstick!
And when I threw up on patty's husband's butt, it was only because I ate too much of that Taco.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my viper through my neighbor's room. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a huge bird and have me arrested for rape!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all flat and spotted. And I'm really not to blame for any of this bloody stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and really yours,
Jamie (Really a nice Girl!)
P.S. It's only 2 bucks!
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Dear Santa,
I have been a good boy.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at John's Office party. It was Jack who spiked the punch with too much shit. I can't help it if I drank 23 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like shit.
I thought it was funny when I put jack's shit on my head and danced the tango on the shit while singing `I'm a little shit'. I didn't mean to break John's shit and don't know why John would accuse me of shit.
I don't remember calling Jack's wife a fuc*ing shit---even though she looked like one with shit eye shadow and shit lipstick!
And when I threw up on Jane's husband's shit, it was only because I ate too much of that shit.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my shit through my neighbor's shit. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a fu*king shit and have me arrested for shit!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all f*cked and shit. And I'm really not to blame for any of this shit stuff. Please bringme what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and fu*king yours,
shit (Really a nice boy!)
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Dear Santa Letter for Big kids.
Dec 14th, 2005 06:16 PM
(whats an Adjective ? i forgot) 
i used 69 too. 
