Early Request

Santa Baby,
I’ve been pretty good-mostly recently. And the times that I haven’t been very nice, I was provoked. Seriously. So if you don’t mind, could you give a girl a break-please?

I’m not asking for much. I just really NEED some snow for Christmas. As in LOTS of it-like arse deep. This is not a want. I repeat: I NEED snow. Sooner and deeper would be nice. Oh-and could you make sure the electricity stays on, too? Because I can’t enjoy my snow if I don’t get to watch the school closings at 5:13 AM or pop popcorn in the microwave or play stupid games on the internet and call all my teacher pals all giddy and what-not. And of course I gotta do laundry since it is my hobby and all. So thanks, that would be really great.

And I promise, you won't regret it: I’ll make it worth your while, Santa Baby…(wink!wink! ...Could we just keep this between you and me? Mr B doesn't need to know everything...)

your biggest fan,
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