Letter to Santa

Here's my letter to Santa as composed at Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Andrea's Office party. It was Liz who spiked the punch with too much Hot Chocolate. I can't help it if I drank 4 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like lemon.

I thought it was funny when I put Angelica's pants on my head and danced the Hokey Pokey on the Couch while singing `Love me tender'. I didn't mean to break Andrea's Sidekick and don't know why Andrea would accuse me of robbery.

I don't remember calling Rich's wife a hairy pig---even though she looked like one with yellow eye shadow and red lipstick!

And when I threw up on Margueritelyn's husband's arm, 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 shingles. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a soft dog and have me arrested for murder!

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

Sincerely and super yours,
Susan (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 14 bucks!