Santa ClausNorth Pole, EarthDear Santa, I have been a good boy.It really wasn't my fault what happened at joe's Office party. It was becky who spiked the punch with too much four horseman. I can't help it if I drank 24 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like body odor.I thought it was funny when I put jessica's boxers on my head and danced the cha cha on the armoire while singing `Like the Rain'. I didn't mean to break joe's Electronic Train and don't know why joe would accuse me of Jaywalking.I don't remember calling Skinner's wife a Fat chicken---even though she looked like one with aquamarine eye shadow and marigold lipstick!And when I threw up on Jill's husband's pinky toe, it was only because I ate too much of that lima bean.After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my pontiac Vibe through my neighbor's awning. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a slippery puppy dog and have me arrested for whale hunting!So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all sly and conniving. And I'm really not to blame for any of this oily stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money! Sincerely and quickly yours,Joseph (Really a nice boy!)P.S. It's only 21 bucks!
2003 Chevy Silverado Ext. Cab, Z71Formerly2003 Base Vibe (Frosty)
HAHAHA! so hows the Vibe?*edit* and I gotta go back to school... heck if I remember what an adverb or adjective is... I don't get asked that every day.
2007 stage 2 Satin White Pearl Subaru STi 2008 stage 2 Subaru STi hatch See my car at: Mavrik's car page
Quote, originally posted by Mavrik »HAHAHA! so hows the Vibe?*edit* and I gotta go back to school... heck if I remember what an adverb or adjective is... I don't get asked that every day.Yah i had too ask my grandma which was which i think that's bad that i can't remember it... maybe that's why i was absolutely horrible at english class.
2003 Chevy Silverado Ext. Cab, Z71Formerly2003 Base Vibe (Frosty)
Leave it to Millster to just know EVERYTHING. Here's mine:Dear Santa, I have been a good girl.It really wasn't my fault what happened at Robin's Office party. It was Bobbi who spiked the punch with too much Bloody Mary. I can't help it if I drank 44 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like spearmint.I thought it was funny when I put Holly's socks on my head and danced the rumba on the ottoman while singing `Careless Whisper'. I didn't mean to break Robin's iPod and don't know why Robin would accuse me of assault.I don't remember calling Jim's wife a slimy rooster---even though she looked like one with orange eye shadow and green lipstick!And when I threw up on Karen's husband's big toe, it was only because I ate too much of that salsa.After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my GTO through my neighbor's front porch. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a aching cat and have me arrested for burglary!So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all loopy and silly. And I'm really not to blame for any of this creepy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money! Sincerely and sexily yours,Becky (Really a nice girl!)P.S. It's only 8 bucks!