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Santa Claus North Pole, Earth
Dear Santa, I have been a good Girl. It really wasn't my fault what happened at Chloe's Office party. It was James who spiked the punch with too much Vodka. I can't help it if I drank 9 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Flowers.
I thought it was funny when I put Lou's Jeans on my head and danced the Tango on the Table while singing `Breakaway'. I didn't mean to break Chloe's Toaster and don't know why Chloe would accuse me of Stealing.
I don't remember calling Oliver's wife a Yellow Horse---even though she looked like one with Pink eye shadow and Green lipstick!
And when I threw up on Steph's husband's Arm, it was only because I ate too much of that Shrimp.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Bicycle through my neighbor's Garage. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Dirty Lion and have me arrested for Setting the car on fire!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all loud and Small. And I'm really not to blame for any of this Cozy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money! Sincerely and Swiftly yours, Jenny (Really a nice Girl!)
P.S. It's only 7 bucks!
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Proud member of the Red Trio
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