coffeesnob318 | What I really want for Christmas

OK - I caved. After all my apparent bitching about g's behavior at my party, I guess I'm not so innocent after all. Read on.

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Tjbrown's Christmas party. It was Gradeafan who spiked the punch with too much southern comfort. I can't help it if I drank 25 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like cigarette smoke.

I thought it was funny when I put Lilmouse's knee high vinyl boots on my head and danced the cabbage patch on the coolest orange couch in the world while singing `Cool Rider'. I didn't mean to break Tjbrown's ipod and don't know why Tjbrown would sue me for indecent exposure.

I don't remember calling Scott's wife a lovely horse---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and green lipstick!

And when I threw up on Mamakitty's husband's elbow, it was only because I ate too much of that popcorn.

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

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

Sincerely and quietly yours,
coffeesnob (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 2398 bucks!

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