Dear Santa,
You must be suprised that I’m writing to you on the 26th of December. I would like you to remember that I asked for a pair of rollar blades, a bicycle, an electric train, and a football uniform. I destroyed my brain studying this whole year. Not only was I the first class, but I had the best grades in the whole school. I’m not going to lie to you, but there was nojoke in my neighborhood who behaved better than me including to my parents, my brothers and sisters, my neighbors, and my friends. I would even help the elderly across the street and go on errands. There was virtually nothing within reach that I would not do for humanity. What ball you have leaving me a fuckin yoyo, a lame whistle, and a pair of ugly socks. What the fuck were you thinking, you fat ugly prick, that you’ve taken me for a sucker the whole fuckin year to come out lile this with shit under the tree. As if u hadn’t fucked me enough you gave that little quiff across the street so many toys he can’t even walk into his house. Don’t let me see you trying to get your fat ass down the chimney next year. I’ll throw rocks at the stupid reindeer and scare them away so you’ll have to walk back to the North Pole, just like I had to do because you didn’t get me a fuckin bike. FUCK U SANTA.Next year you’ll find out how bad I can be, YOU FAT COCKSUCKER
Sincerely,
Little Johnny