Originally posted by §P0oONY
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!)P.S. It's only 23 bucks!
😆 Scat freak!
Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,
I have been a good boy.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at agustin's Office party. It was kalsea who spiked the punch with too much beer. I can't help it if I drank 13 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like vomit.
I thought it was funny when I put ian's underwear on my head and danced the waltz on the pool table while singing `Denkmal'. I didn't mean to break agustin's cellphone and don't know why agustin would accuse me of thievery.
I don't remember calling matt's wife a hot cow---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and blue lipstick!
And when I threw up on jennifer's husband's bellybutton, it was only because I ate too much of that fries.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my porsche through my neighbor's kitchen. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a sexy cat and have me arrested for man slaughter!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all exciting and interesting. And I'm really not to blame for any of this obnoxious stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
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Dear Santa,
I have been a good boy.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Ryan's Christmas party. It was Jimmy who spiked the punch with too much margarita. I can't help it if I drank 78 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like shit.
I thought it was funny when I put Ryan's pants on my head and danced the tango on the chair while singing `Oh Baby!'. I didn't mean to break Ryan's cell phone and don't know why Ryan would sue me for murder.
I don't remember calling Mike's wife a furry pig---even though she looked like one with blue eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on Jessie's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that cereal.
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 bedroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a fat cow and have me arrested for rape!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all smelly and hairy. And I'm really not to blame for any of this porous stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and slowly yours,
Hotsauce! (Really a nice boy!)
P.S. It's only 3,450,000 bucks!
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