A (Mad Libs) Letter to Santa

[Dee Bee]

Write yours here:

http://www.wtv-zone.com/LadyBoheme/dearsanta.html

[brunota2003]

ok, I'll bite:

Dear Santa,

I have been a good Boy.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Joey's Christmas party. It was Kristina who spiked the punch with too much Dr. Pepper. I can't help it if I drank 9 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Old Spice.

I thought it was funny when I put Lewis's Shirt on my head and danced the on the Couch while singing `Heritage Of The Wolf'. I didn't mean to break Joey's Weather Station and don't know why Joey would sue me for Looting.

I don't remember calling Kevin's wife a Lazy Cow---even though she looked like one with Red eye shadow and Yellow lipstick!

And when I threw up on Katrina's husband's Arm, it was only because I ate too much of that Beef Fried Rice.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my HLP Isuzu Rodeo through my neighbor's Roof. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Big Dog and have me arrested for Rape!

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

Sincerely and Lastly yours,
Timmy (Really a nice Boy!)

P.S. It's only 3 bucks!

That is mine, oh, HLP stands for Hurricane Landfall Project, the yellow truck is sitting in my side yard!!! It was in my neibors roof though...j/k

[southerngale]

LOL - I used to love Mad Libs.

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Kym's Christmas party. It was Shelly who spiked the punch with too much margarita. I can't help it if I drank 16 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like morning breath.

I thought it was funny when I put Brian's shirt on my head and danced the funky chicken on the nightstand while singing `Bed of Roses'. I didn't mean to break Kym's DVR and don't know why Kym would sue me for theft.

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

And when I threw up on Julie's husband's tummy, it was only because I ate too much of that chicken enchilada.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Porsche through my neighbor's kitchen. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a lovely puppy and have me arrested for murder!

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

Sincerely and awkwardly yours,
Kelly (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 27 bucks!

[CajunMama]

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Janet's Christmas party. It was Anne who spiked the punch with too much Vodka. I can't help it if I drank 21 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Gardenia.

I thought it was funny when I put Sue's Jeans on my head and danced the Two Step on the Sofa while singing `American Pie'. I didn't mean to break Janet's Cell Phone and don't know why Janet would sue me for Burglery.

I don't remember calling Jerry's wife a Red Horse---even though she looked like one with Green eye shadow and Blue lipstick!

And when I threw up on Sandy's husband's Arm, it was only because I ate too much of that Gumbo.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Jeep through my neighbor's Kitchen. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Happy Dog and have me arrested for Murder!

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

Sincerely and Quickly yours,
Kathy (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 4 bucks!

[beachbum_al]

I am laughing so hard I can't stop.

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Terry's Christmas party. It was Jen who spiked the punch with too much Coffee. I can't help it if I drank 100 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like pine.

I thought it was funny when I put Ann's Sweatshirt on my head and danced the ballet on the couch while singing `Santa Claus is coming to town'. I didn't mean to break Terry's Computer and don't know why Terry would sue me for Lying.

I don't remember calling Kenny's wife a Mean cow---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and pink lipstick!

And when I threw up on Ann's husband's fingers, it was only because I ate too much of that chicken.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my truck through my neighbor's living room. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a dark dog and have me arrested for stealing!

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

Sincerely and were yours,
Shelley (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 7 bucks!