North Pole, Earth
I have been a good Girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Vicky's Office party. It was Fran who spiked the punch with too much blue lagoon. I can't help it if I drank 12 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Echo.
I thought it was funny when I put Sarah's shoe on my head and danced the Macarena on the sofa while singing `More than words'. I didn't mean to break Vicky's toaster and don't know why Vicky would accuse me of theft.
I don't remember calling Mr X's wife a grumpy horse---even though she looked like one with green eye shadow and purple lipstick!
And when I threw up on Mrs Y's husband's leg, it was only because I ate too much of that lasagne.
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 window. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a silly pig and have me arrested for breaking and entering!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all sexy and drunk. And I'm really not to blame for any of this cheap stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and maybe yours,
Emma (Really a nice Girl!)
P.S. It's only 4 bucks!
I can't believe mine actually made sense!!!