Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Things to while away the hours waiting for our beloved customers to appear and do their holiday shopping!
this is how mine came out ;->
Dear Santa,
I have been a good Girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Emmy's Christmas party. It was Jane who spiked the punch with too much Coca Cola. I can't help it if I drank 13 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Jasmine.
I thought it was funny when I put Irene's Shawl on my head and danced the tango on the sofa while singing `Desparado'. I didn't mean to break Emmy's computer and don't know why Emmy would sue me for Public Nuisance.
I don't remember calling Stretch's wife a tall sheep---even though she looked like one with cerulean blue eye shadow and emerald green lipstick!
And when I threw up on Emmy's husband's ears, it was only because I ate too much of that steak.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my van through my neighbor's living room. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a hot cat and have me arrested for littering!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all soft and silky. And I'm really not to blame for any of this gentle stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and wickedly yours,
Lilly (Really a nice Girl!)
