letter to Santa
11/27/2004 06:43 p.m.
November 27, 2004

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Colin's Christmas party. It was Sonja who spiked the punch with too much Diet Pepsi. I can't help it if I drank 30 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like vanilla.

I thought it was funny when I put Kathy's shirt on my head and danced the tango on the couch while singing `I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus'. I didn't mean to break Colin's dvd player and don't know why Colin would sue me for murder.

I don't remember calling Timothy's wife a hot pig---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and green lipstick!

And when I threw up on Kimberly's husband's finger, it was only because I ate too much of that pizza.

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 wet dog and have me arrested for burglary!

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

Sincerely and simply yours,
Shonda (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 7 bucks!


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