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Title: In the spirit of Christmas.... (funny) Post by: Kreeger on December 20, 2002, 05:00:00 AM If Santa answered his mail honestly:
Dear Santa I wud like a kool toy space ranjur fer Xmas. Iv ben a gud boy all yeer. Yer Frend, BiLLy Dear Billy, Nice spelling. You're on your way to a career in lawn care. How about I send you a freakin book so you can learn to read and write? I'm giving your older brother the space ranger. At least HE can spell! Santa
Love, Sarah Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they?
Love, Susan Milk gives me the runs and carrots make the deer fart in my face when riding in the sleigh. You want to do me a favor? Leave me a bottle of scotch. Santa Dear Santa, What do you do the other 364 days of the year? Are you busy making toys? Your friend, Thomas All the toys are made in China. I have a condo in Vegas, where I spend most of my time making low-budget adult films. I unwind by drinking myself silly and squeezing the butts of cocktail waitresses while losing money at the craps table. Hey, you wanted to know. Santa Dear Santa, Do you see us when we're sleeping, do you really know when we're awake, like in the song? Love, Jessica Are you really that gullible? Good luck in whatever you do. I'm skipping your house. Santa
Timmy That whiney begging crap may work with your folks, but it doesn't work with me. You're getting a sweater again. Santa Dearest Santa, We don't have a chimney in our house, how do you get into our home? Love Marky Mark, First, stop calling yourself "Marky", that's why you're getting your butt whipped at school. Second, you don't live in a house; you live in a low-rent apartment complex. Third, I get inside your pad just like all the burglars do, through your bedroom window. Sweet Dreams, Santa
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