Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Monica's Christmas party. It was Lucas who spiked the punch with too much Pepsi. I can't help it if I drank 16 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like mint.
I thought it was funny when I put Micaela's Shoes on my head and danced the Tango on the Table while singing `Krazy Little Christmas'. I didn't mean to break Monica's Camera and don't know why Monica would sue me for Breaking.
I don't remember calling Martin's wife a fat sheep---even though she looked like one with brown eye shadow and yellow lipstick!
And when I threw up on Paula's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that hot dogs.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my helicopter through my neighbor's bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a old pig and have me arrested for stealing!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all fool and pathetic. And I'm really not to blame for any of this cool stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and beautifully yours,
Natali (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 1 bucks!
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