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Go to this site and fill in the blanks to generate your letter to Santa.

http://members.aol.com/frogiearno/dearsanta.htm

Here's what I got (seriously!)


Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth

Dear Santa,

I have been a good boy.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Angela's Office party. It was Hillary who spiked the punch with too much vodka. I can't help it if I drank 1138 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like "girl".

I thought it was funny when I put Laura's underwear on my head and danced the The Robot on the bean bag while singing `Dancin' With Myself'. I didn't mean to break Angela's massager and don't know why Angela would accuse me of jaywalking.

I don't remember calling Mike's wife a hawt sheep---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and black lipstick!

And when I threw up on Lisa's husband's feet, it was only because I ate too much of that lasagna.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my scooter through my neighbor's bedroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a slick kitty and have me arrested for larceny!

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

Sincerely and seductively yours,
Charlie (Really a nice boy!)
P.S. It's only 3263827 bucks!