Dear Santa,
You must be surprised that im writing to you today, the 26 of December. well i would very much like to clear things up that have occurred since the biginning of the month.
When , filled with illusions, I wrote you my letter. i asked for a bicycle, an electic trainset, a pair of roller blades and a football uniform. I destoryed my brain studyin the whole year.
Not olny was I the first in my class , but i had the best grades in the whole school i'm not going to lie to you, there was no one, in my entire neighborhood that behaved better then me. with my parents , my brothers, my friends,and with my neigbors. I would go on errends, even help the eldly cross the street. there virually nothing within reach that i would not do hunanity. what balls you have leaving me a fuckinf yoyo, a lame whistle and a pair of ugly socks. what the fuck were you thinking, you fat prick, that you're taken me for a sucker the whole fucking year out with some shit like this under the tree. As if you hadnt come fucked me enough you give me, you gave that little quiff across the street so many toys that he cant even walk into his house. Dont let me see you tryin to fit your fat ass down my chimney next year. I'll fuck you up. I'll throw rocks at these stupid reindeer and scare them away so you'll have to walk back to the fucking noth pole. just like what i have yo do now since you didnt get me that fucking bike. FUCK YOU SANTA . next year you'll find out how bad i can be, you FAT COCKSUCKER
Sincerely,
Little Johnny
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