I have been a good boy.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Jimmy's Christmas party. It was Scotty who spiked the punch with too much Gay Mountain Rum . I can't help it if I drank 666 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like pussy.

I thought it was funny when I put Jenny's panties on my head and danced the crazy chicken on the couch while singing `Marylin Manson's I don't like the drugs(but the drugs like me)'. I didn't mean to break Jimmy's door and don't know why Jimmy would sue me for GTA.

I don't remember calling James Hooker's wife a fucking cow---even though she looked like one with white eye shadow and black lipstick!

And when I threw up on Amy's husband's boobies, it was only because I ate too much of that special bud brownies thing.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my hummer through my neighbor's front door. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a suicidal dipshit and have me arrested for breaking in and entering!

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

Sincerely and damn yours,
FALLOUTGOD (Really a nice boy!)

P.S. It's only 456,708 bucks!

Go to make you own letterhere!

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xcuse me while i kill my self
blow my brain across the wall
fuck you all, how do you do
fuck me? fuck you too
and now i end this all

xcuse me while...... i kill my seeeeeeeeeeeeeelf

Dear Santa,

I have been a good boy.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at ben's Christmas party. It was mazdak who spiked the punch with too much penis juice. I can't help it if I drank 69 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like penis breath.

I thought it was funny when I put mariusz's G-String on my head and danced the flamenco on the mousepad while singing `life is life'. I didn't mean to break ben's nintendo and don't know why ben would sue me for rape.

I don't remember calling Bob's wife a great pig---even though she looked like one with blue eye shadow and red lipstick!

And when I threw up on frought's husband's penis, it was only because I ate too much of that pizza.

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

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

Sincerely and there yours,
jello (Really a nice boy!)

P.S. It's only 69 bucks!

"I can't help it if I drank 666 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like pussy." lol, that part was great!

(i think it goes more into the stupid stuffs, but meh)

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jump on her and demand sex!

Dear Santa,

I have been a good boy.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at FG's Christmas party. It was Ace who spiked the punch with too much liquid vagina. I can't help it if I drank 420 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like wet dog.

I thought it was funny when I put jello's shoe on my head and danced the disco on the table while singing `D12 - Shit On You'. I didn't mean to break FG's TV and don't know why FG would sue me for attempted murder.

I don't remember calling Stapes's wife a horny chicken---even though she looked like one with red eye shadow and black lipstick!

And when I threw up on Slurry's husband's penis, it was only because I ate too much of that anchovi.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my 96 Dodge Neon through my neighbor's basement. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a arroused cat and have me arrested for domestic abuse!

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

Sincerely and eagerly yours,
Scotty (Really a nice boy!)

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xcuse me while i kill my self
blow my brain across the wall
fuck you all, how do you do
fuck me? fuck you too
and now i end this all

xcuse me while...... i kill my seeeeeeeeeeeeeelf

I have been a good Boy.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Scotty's Christmas party. It was Dustin who spiked the punch with too much Southern Comfort. I can't help it if I drank 1272 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Scotty's pussy.

I thought it was funny when I put Justin's Bra on my head and danced the Tango on the One-Legged Stool while singing `I Just Wanna Fuck'. I didn't mean to break Scotty's Vibrator and don't know why Scotty would sue me for Sodomy.

I don't remember calling Danny's wife a Urinating Bull---even though she looked like one with Orange eye shadow and Red lipstick!

And when I threw up on Heather's husband's Nipples, it was only because I ate too much of that SAUSAGE!.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Dodge Viper through my neighbor's Bedroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a BIG Sex Monster and have me arrested for Beastiality!

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

Sincerely and Huh? yours,
Stapes (Really a nice Boy!)

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"I'll give you just one piece of advice... Dying hurts like hell." - Heero Yuy

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"I'll give you just one piece of advice... Dying hurts like hell." - Heero Yuy

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jump on her and demand sex!

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xcuse me while i kill my self
blow my brain across the wall
fuck you all, how do you do
fuck me? fuck you too
and now i end this all

xcuse me while...... i kill my seeeeeeeeeeeeeelf