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Dear Santa I’m writing early this year Especially after the debacle of last year You delivered the **** underwear and the two day hotel break to my wife What the hell were you thinking Does my wife look like she can get into a size ten You useless fat ******* Two days I had to suffer the wife parading herself It was psychological torture Swear to god, if I could’ve got my hands on you Still swithering on sueing your fat *** This year I’m going to lay it on the line Deliver it to the wrong address Your ** ** ** will be Oh oh oh Do I make myself clear Now listen up Facepack and support tights They go to the wife Basque and french knickers, hotel included Too the lover Don’t make me go back to that hotel with the wife Or I swear, you’ll be wearing that reindeer Do you need a reminder Have you got it now Oh, and merry Christmas.
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 2:03 PM UTC
Santa's Dilemma.
Dear Santa I’m writing early this year Especially after the debacle of last year You delivered the **** underwear and the two day hotel break to my wife What the hell were you thinking Does my wife look like she can get into a size ten You useless fat ******* Two days I had to suffer the wife parading herself It was psychological torture Swear to god, if I could’ve got my hands on you Still swithering on sueing your fat *** This year I’m going to lay it on the line Deliver it to the wrong address Your ** ** ** will be Oh oh oh Do I make myself clear Now listen up Facepack and support tights They go to the wife Basque and french knickers, hotel included Too the lover Don’t make me go back to that hotel with the wife Or I swear, you’ll be wearing that reindeer Do you need a reminder Have you got it now Oh, and merry Christmas.
Gaffer
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 2:03 PM UTC
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