here!

 

Here is mine..

 

Dear Santa,

 

I have been a good girl.

 

It really wasn't my fault what happened at miss diddy's Christmas party. It was mr moo who spiked the punch with too much vodka. I can't help it if I drank 89 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like poisen.

 

I thought it was funny when I put CreamyC's plastic pants on my head and danced the river dance on the table while singing `Mother Fucker'. I didn't mean to break miss diddy's dildo and don't know why miss diddy would sue me for streaking.

 

I don't remember calling david's wife a [censored] pig---even though she looked like one with pink eye shadow and green lipstick!

 

And when I threw up on sharon's husband's cock, it was only because I ate too much of that curry.

 

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Landrover through my neighbor's bay window. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a [censored] horse and have me arrested for bum rape!

 

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

 

Sincerely and crying yours,

Maria (Really a nice girl!)

 

P.S. It's only 9898 bucks!

 

 

Dear Santa,

 

I am so random therefore I deserve good presents.

 

You cunt.

 

Thanks

CTW'er who thinks hes soooooo random.