Angel's Craft
Dear Santa,
You must be surprised that I'm
writing to you today, the 26th of December. Well, I would very much like to
clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month.
Filled with illusion I wrote
you a letter and I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of roller
blades, and a football uniform. I destroyed my brain studying the whole year.
Not only 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 than I, with my
parents, my brothers, my friends, and with my neighbors. I would go on errands,
and even help the elderly cross the street. There was virtually nothing within
reach that I would not do for humanity.
Where do you get off leaving me
a stinking yo-yo, a stupid whistle and a pair of socks? What the heck were you
thinking, you giant fat toad? You've taken me for a sucker the whole blooming
year to come out with junk like this under the tree. As if you hadn't
disrespected me enough, you gave that little fart across the street so many
toys that he can't even walk into his house.
Please don't let me see you
trying to fit your big fat butt down my chimney next year. I'll screw you up.
I'll throw rocks at those stupid reindeer and scare them away so you'll have to
walk back to the freaking North Pole, just like what I have to do now since you
didn't get me that blasted bike.
SCREW YOU SANTA. Next year
you'll find out how bad I can be, you FAT TUB OF LARD.
Sincerely,
Little Johnny
Courtesy
of Joelle
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