Dear
Santa,
How are you? How is Mrs. Claus? I hope everyone, from
the
reindeer to the elves, is fine. I have been a very good boy this
year. I
would like an X-Box 360 with Call of Duty IV and an iPhone 5
for
Christmas. I hope you remember that come Christmas Day.
Merry
Christmas,
Timmy Jones
* *
Dear Timmy,
Thank
you for you letter. Mrs. Claus, the reindeer and the elves are all
fine
and thank you for asking about them. Santa is a little worried all
the
time you spend playing video games and texting. Santa wouldn't want
you to
get fat. Since you have indeed been a good boy, I think I'll bring
you
something you can go outside and play with.*
Merry
Christmas,*
Santa Claus***
* *
Mr. Claus,
Seeing
that I have fulfilled the "naughty vs. Nice" contract,
set by you I might
add, I feel confident that you can see your way clear to
granting me what
I have asked for. I certainly wouldn't want to turn this
joyous season
into one of litigation. Also, don't you think that a jibe at
my weight
coming from an overweight man who goes out once a year is a
bit
trite?
Respectfully,
Tim Jones
*
*
Mr. Jones,
While I have acknowledged you have met the
"nice" criteria,
need I remind you that your Christmas list is a request
and in no way is it
a guarantee of services provided. Should you wish to
pursue legal action,
well that is your right. Please know, however, that
my attorney's have been
on retainer ever since the Burgermeister
Meisterburger incident and will be
more than happy to take you on in open
court. Additionally, the exercise I
alluded to will not only improve your
health, but also improve your social
skills and potentially help clear up
a complexion that looks like the
bottom of the Burger King fry bin most
days.
Very Truly Yours,
S Claus
* *
Now look
here Fat Man,
I told you what I want and I expect you to bring it. I
was
attempting to be polite about this but you brought my looks and my
friends
into this. Now you just be disrespecting me. I'm about to tweet
my boys
and we're gonna be waiting for your fat ass and I'm taking my
game console,
my game, my phone, and whatever else I want. WHAT EVER I
WANT, MAN!
T-Bone
* *
Listen Pizza
Face,
Seriously??? You think a dude that breaks into every house in the
world on
one night and never gets caught sweats a skinny G-banger
wannabe? "He sees
you when you're sleeping; He knows when you're awake".
Sound familiar,
genius? You know what kind of resources I have at my
disposal. I got your
shit wired, Jack. I go all around the world and see
ways to hurt people
that if I described them right now, you'd throw up
your Totino's pizza roll
all over the carpet of your mom's basement.
You're not getting what you
asked for, but I'm still stopping by your
crib to stomp a mud hole in
you're ass and then walk it dry. Chew on
that, Petunia.
S Clizzy
* *Dear Santa,
Bring me whatever
you see fit. I'll appreciate anything.
Timmy
*
*
Timmy,
That's what I thought you little
bastard.
Santa
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