Dec. 16th, 2004
If Santa Wrote Back....
Dec. 16th, 2004 09:16 amIf Santa Wrote Back....
Dear Santa
I wud like a kool toy space ranjur fer Xmas. Iv ben a
gud boy all
yeer. Yer Frend,
BiLLy
Dear Billy,
Nice spelling. You're on your way to a career in lawn care. How
about
I send you a frigging book so you can learn to read and write?
I'm
giving your older brother the space ranger. At least HE can
spell!
Santa
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl
all year, and the only thing I ask for is
peace and joy in the world
for everybody!
Love,
Sarah
Dear Sarah,
Your
parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they?
Santa
Dear Santa,
I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas, I'd
like for my
Mommy and daddy to get back together. Please see what
you can do.
Love,
Teddy
Dear Teddy,
Look,
your dad's banging the babysitter like a screen door in a
hurricane.
Do you think he's gonna give that up to come back to your
frigid
mom, who rides his ass constantly? It's time to give up that
dream.
Let me get you some nice Legos instead.
Santa
Dear
Santa,
I want a new bike, a Playstation, a train, some G.I. Joes, a
dog, a
drum kit, a pony and a tuba.
Love, Francis
Dear Francis,
Who names their kid "Francis" nowadays? I
bet you're gay. Santa
Dear Santa,
I left milk and
cookies for you under the tree, and I left carrots for
your reindeer
outside the back door.
Love,
Susan
Dear Susan,
Milk gives me the runs and carrots make the deer fart in my face
when
riding in the sleigh. You want to do me a favor? Leave me a
bottle of
scotch. Santa
Dear Santa,
What do you do
the other 364 days of the year? Are you busy making
toys? Your
friend, Thomas
Dear Thomas,
All the toys are made in
China. I have a condo in Vegas, where I spend
most of my time making
low-budget porno films. I unwind by drinking
myself silly and
squeezing the asses of cocktail waitresses while
losing money at the
craps table. Hey, you wanted to know.
Santa
Dear
Santa,
Do you see us when we're sleeping, do you really know when
we're
awake, like in the song?
Love,
Jessica
Dear Jessica,
Are you really that gullible? Good luck in whatever
you do. I'm
skipping your house. Santa
Dear Santa,
I really really want a puppy this year. Please please please PLEASE,
PLEASE, could I have one? Timmy
Timmy,
That whiney
begging shit may work with your folks, but that crap
doesn't work
with me. You're getting a sweater again. Santa
Dearest
Santa,
We don't have a chimney in our house, how do you get into our
home?
Love, Marky
Mark,
First, stop calling
yourself "Marky", that's why you're getting your
ass
whipped at school. Second, you don't live in a house, you live in
a
low-rent apartment complex. Third, I get inside your pad just like
all the burglars do, through your bedroom window.
Sweet Dreams,
Santa
sexy granny
Dec. 16th, 2004 11:45 amSo I am talking to an elderly woman that is approx 173 years old and
she is needing about 18k tfr from savings to checking. She is out of
state, and I suspect will turn into dust if she moves, so she cannot go
to the bank. It took about 5 minutes to verify her and I think she fell
asleep at some point. While I am thinking about how old and frail (and
yes, annoying) I read this family guy quote:
[on the
phone]
Chris
Griffin: So, what are you wearing?
[pause]
Chris Griffin: Wow. I bet
you can see right through that.
Lois Griffin: Chris, who
are you talking to?
Chris Griffin:
Grandma
*shudders*
Banking Giggle
Dec. 16th, 2004 12:51 pmoh my goodness, bless his heart. This customer called in to set up a
user id and password for the automated system. The vru says, "please
enter one of your account numbers" He pressed "6". That was
it. When that didn't work, he tried the last number in his account number.
He pressed "3".
I informed him, that it did indeed want
the whole account number, but some people have several accounts, and we
just need one account number, not one number of the account. Very hard to
get that out while hiding that you are laughing.