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Haha. Click on this link, to fill in the blanks and generate your own Dear Santa letter for Christmas (do not hesitate to post yours as comments under this post, I’ll publish the funnier ones!). Here’s mine.

And I really do want the Modernist Cuisine, badly!


 

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn’t my fault what happened at Tristan’s Christmas party. It was Marine who spiked the punch with too much Peroni. I can’t help it if I drank 8 glasses. It was so good—smelled and tasted just like musc.

I thought it was funny when I put Patrick’s Jeans on my head and danced the Hip Hop on the phone while singing `Chopin Symphony’. I didn’t mean to break Tristan’s iPhone and don’t know why Tristan would sue me for treachery.

And when I threw up on Stephanie’s husband’s knee, it was only because I ate too much of that sushi.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my car through my neighbor’s kitchen. I don’t think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a crazy porkita and have me arrested for kill!

So, Santa…here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all crazy and cool. And I’m really not to blame for any of this stupid stuff. Please bring me what I want the most—The Modernists Cuisine!

Sincerely and rationnaly yours,
Ambre (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It’s only 8 bucks!

(It is so not 8 bucks!!)

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