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I once cried because I had no shoes, but then I met a man with no feet and I was like "Hey dude, can I have your shoes?"

Letters to Satan

by Katiente
10-21-01

Meaning to write to Santa, dyslexic Tommy sent out his wish list.


	Hey boss, you got another letter.

Tommy anxiously awaited opening his gifts from Santa!


	Merry Christmas! I hope Santa brought me that furby I wanted!

And instead of a furby, he got a floating head that would sing Mariah Carey's greatest hits, non stop. That must be the closest thing to hell.