Sunday, December 25, 2005

Letters to Santa...

Found this while surfing for porn. Perfect thing to kill that stinky festive spirit...

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 friggin' book so you can learn to read and write? I'm giving your older brother the space ranger. At least HE can spell!
Santa

Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl all year, and the only thing I ask for is peace and joy in the world for everybody!
Love, Sarah

Dear Sarah,
Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they?
Santa

Dear Santa,
I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas, I'd like for my mommy and daddy to get back together. Please see what you can do?
Love, Teddy

Dear Teddy,
Look, your dad's banging the babysitter like a screen door in a hurricane. Do you think he's gonna give that up to come back to your frigid mom, who rides his ass constantly? It's time to give up that dream. Let me get you some nice Legos instead.
Santa

Dear Santa,
I left milk and cookies for you under the tree, and I left carrots for your reindeer outside the back door.
Love, Susan

Dear 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

Dear Thomas,
All the toys are made in China. I have a condo in Vegas, where I spend most of my time making low-budget porno films. I unwind by drinking myself silly and squeezing the asses 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

Dear Jessica,
Are you really that gullible or are you just a blonde? Good luck in whatever you do. I'm skipping your house.
Santa

Dear Santa,
I really really want a puppy this year. Please please please PLEASE-PLEASE could I have one? Timmy

Timmy,
That whiney begging shit may work with your folks, but that crap 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 ass 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 the boogeyman does, through your bedroom window.
Sweet Dreams, Santa

And of course, being the super Bo Liao idiot, i strongly felt that i had to make a contribution to inject a more local flavour to this sucky Christmas...

Lao-Eh,
Kan Nin Lao Eh last year the LV bag you gave me is Pua Chee Bye "chiong" one! This year you better wake up your fucking idea and get me a REAL LV bag or i will make sure my sistas from Chup-Buay Neh Neh Tong (18 Breast Gang) will go to your house to settle! North Pole right?! I know where, beside North Point!
You Better Watch Out, Lian-Huay

Lian-Huay,
Firstly, my name is Santa. Next, i suggest you go find your junkie boyfriend, and threaten to stop having underaged sex with him until he gets you the real deal. By the way, i've stopped giving out LV stuff long ago, hurts the bottomline.
Santa

Have yourselves a crappy Christmas people!

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