If you're reading this, then that means you're real. And you exist. And you bring presents to good boys and girls. And if you're real and reading this, you know I have been a very, VERY good girl....... And I don't ever ask for much. Really. I don't. Just the usual--- you know, that my kids turn out right and don't spend their entire adult lives in therapy.... And that our bills get paid on time and that we always have a meal to eat when necessary. You know, just that sort of stuff.
But I'm begging you..... I'm pleading with you...... I'm on my hands and knees with tears steaming down..... I really, REALLY need a new car. Not want. Need. I need for the insurance company to settle its claim with me and give me my money after totaling my van and I'm ready to find a van that I can afford and rely upon.... For at least 10 years, or until the wheels fall off. Whichever comes first.....
Please Santa. In the words of Eartha Kitt.....@Santa Baby, been awful good girl. So hurry down the chimney tonight!"
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